Hayden

“I knew I couldn’t have the sunrise or its colors for my own. Some things were too precious not to be shared. They just had to happen, and you just had to make sure you were there when they did, and then, you were part of something with everyone else who showed up at the right time.”
― Ashley C. Ford, Somebody's Daughter

“When I turned out the light, nobody guessed I was in there telling myself stories, building safe spaces to go inside my head. They would walk right by me, never knowing I'd been there beside them in the dark.”
― Ashley C. Ford, Somebody's Daughter

“I learned to carry the secrets of my badness silently and alone.”
― Ashley C. Ford, Somebody's Daughter

“I’ve heard people describe panic as something that rises up inside them. For me, panic radiates in the threads of my muscles, bangs in the back of my skull, twists my stomach, and sets my skin on fire. It doesn’t rise or fall. It spreads.”
― Ashley C. Ford, Somebody's Daughter