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  • #1
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “That's how hearts get broken, you know. When you believe in promises.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #2
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “I'm tired and angry at me. For letting myself get smaller and smaller in the hopes that he would notice me more. But how can someone notice you if you keep getting smaller?”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #3
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “People should know about us. Girls who write their pain on their bodies. ~Louisa”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #4
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “I just want to feel better. My own body is my deepest enemy. It wants, it wants, it wants and when it does not get, it cries and cries and I punish it. How can you live in fear of your own body?”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #5
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “... it's remembering what it's like to cut, and cut hard. The way you have to dig the glass in, deeply, right away, to break the skin and then drag, and drag fiercely, to make a river worth drowning in.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #6
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “But the fucked-up part is once you start self-harming, you can never not be a creepy freak, because your whole body is now a scarred and charred battlefield and nobody likes that on a girl, nobody will love that, and so all of us, every one, is screwed, inside and out. Wash, rinse, fucking repeat.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #7
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “when every day was heightened heartbeat and the nights lasted years, waiting for the dark to end, jumping at every sound, trying to find a safe place to hide. There is being alone, and then there is being alone. They are not the same thing at all.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #8
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “There are too many people in my head. I claw at my body to get them out, to peel out the blackness spreading inside me.
    I’m running blind, ghosts swallowing me.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #9
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “I think you are having a different sort of heartbreak. Maybe a kind of heartbreak of being in the world when you don't know how to be.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #10
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “Cutting is a fence you build upon your own body to keep people out but then you cry to be touched. But the fence is barbed. What then?”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #11
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “I'm no stranger to fucking up.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #12
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “People aren't nice, people aren't nice, you should know that by now.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #13
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “Keep your shit together and stay strong, he whispers in my ear.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #14
    Kathleen Glasgow
    “People should know about us. Girls who write their pain on their bodies.”
    Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

  • #15
    Caroline Kaufman
    “Be grateful that
    Time will heal the wounds but
    Leave the scars.

    How else will you
    Remember all that
    You've survived?”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #16
    Caroline Kaufman
    “Don't ask for respect;
    Demand it.

    Don't look for opportunity;
    Grab it.

    Don't add to the world;
    Change it.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #17
    Caroline Kaufman
    “This year, I fell in love with myself.
    I told myself thank you.
    I'm sorry.
    It's okay.
    Thank you for fighting to survive even when I don't want to.
    I'm sorry I blame you for things you can't control.
    It's okay that you're not perfect.
    I will love you anyway.
    Now, I look at my face in the mirror instead of my body.
    You are the most important person in my life.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #18
    Caroline Kaufman
    “if you think you are drowning,
    just remember:

    you float in water.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #19
    Caroline Kaufman
    “last night, I felt it.
    happiness.
    I didn't recognize the spark at first.
    I had forgotten what it was like.
    but then, there it was.
    a flash of light.
    a second of warmth.
    a glimmer of hope when all I had for years was darkness.
    and just the idea that this might not last forever is motivation enough to keep going.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #20
    Caroline Kaufman
    “I’ve spent so much time trying to become who I should be that I lost myself along the way.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #21
    Caroline Kaufman
    “I know you want to drown yourself in the sadness. It’s comforting to let it surround you, heart pulsing, lungs aching as you feel it overwhelm every inch of your skin and diffuse into your cells. But I hope you know sadness
    is a revolving door. once you’re in it, letting the sadness take you around and around and around, it won’t stop on its own. You’ll just keep going around and around and around. That’s why you need to fight to stop it, fight to stop spinning, fight to get out. Get out of that infinite sadness.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #22
    Caroline Kaufman
    “He tells me, you are a complicated person to love. I know, I reply. I struggle with it every day.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #23
    Caroline Kaufman
    “There are times that I am doing so well, I stop taking my meds. And suddenly I feel like the light switch has flipped off. And suddenly I feel like I am not better because of my hard work.
    And suddenly I feel like a fraud. I try to remind myself that the brain is an organ, that this is a disease, that diabetics need insulin and no one thinks of that as cheating. I try to remind myself
    that this is not a boost, this is a treatment. So I swallow my pride along with my pills and let myself get better.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #24
    Caroline Kaufman
    “for all of our wounds will be healed with time.”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters In: Poems

  • #25
    Caroline Kaufman
    “How will my mental illness affect my romantic relationships? What will happen when I become emotionally vulnerable? Will they stay?”
    Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters in: Poems

  • #26
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house, with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

  • #27
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “In the end, it wasn't death that surprised her but the stubbornness of life.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

  • #28
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

  • #29
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “We couldn't imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and the calm.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

  • #30
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin, he said, "What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets."

    And it was then Cecilia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, and a useless one at that, because she was going to live: "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a thirteen-year-old girl.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides



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