I wanted to take off all my clothes and feel the sun on my skin. I wanted to peel the skin from my bones, strip by strip, until everyone could see how impure I was on the inside. I wanted to throw myself out of my bedroom window and impale my torso on the window bars below. I craved to know how it would feel to sever my carotid artery and watch the blood drain from my body. Would there be enough to drown the monster?
This is the most powerful, realistic take I've ever read in regards to mental health through the POV of a fictional character.
