Love…
This morning I read a passage in my daily reflection that spoke of the various masks we wear in our lives. In my addiction, I was an ever changing person always accommodating the outside world and never truly revealing who I was inside. I would dress up and paint on whatever face I thought was expected of me on any given day. I would hide under layers of make-up and pretend to be different people, all the while never truly knowing myself at all. I never took the time to get to know the girl under the façade. Instead, I hid there scared of what would be revealed if I let the world see me; or worse if I let me see me.
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Jennifer Storm's hard-hitting, coming-of-age story, told in unflinching detail, is equal parts Girl Interrupted, Go Ask Alice, and Prozac Nation.
Coming this spring: my second memoir, Leave the Light On: A Memoir of Recovery and Self-Discovery.