I took the scissors and drew a line across the raw skin. The stinging was intense. A smile leaked across my face. I wanted to carve places like this all over my body, to climb inside this intense world.

I used to act so confident to hide my pain; act so loud and jump and scream with my friends. People would call me a freak, weird, idiot. My friends would say I was fun to be around, hyperactive and energetic. After all, they always say the people with the most confidence are the ones suffering the most, they just put an act on to everyone else. It's like I'm the actor and your all my audience going along with my new character.