Inside Her Quotes

“I would make myself not only palatable, easy-to-swallow and digestible, but the best meal they’d ever had. Their death-row dinner.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“The allure of the forbidden had existed solely in my imagination.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“odds of being attacked by a shark are one in four million, while a woman’s odds of being raped are one in just six?”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“Waking up to her felt as if I’d come back to the world after being dead”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“Her body pressed against mine felt like home.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“I couldn’t pull her close enough, hold her tight enough, kiss her deep enough. I descended into the drunkenness of it. Nothing had ever felt so right – like it was the thing I had been waiting for my whole life. She could have done anything to me in that moment and I’d have been hers.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“I became too tangled in it to back out – caught in his well-made web of gaslighting, control and intermittent handing out of ‘love’ for the times I ‘behaved’.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“He convinced me that my expectations were too high or that I was being too emotional,”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“More people, I’ve realised, seem concerned with why women stay in abusive relationships than why men abuse women.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“There’s something hard about walking away after devoting years to someone,”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“the odds of being attacked by a shark are one in four million, while a woman’s odds of being raped are one in just six?”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“Deep down, I knew that being with a man would mean avoiding all of that; I could have an easy life. I’d gain no pleasure out of that life, but I could be safe and treated as a ‘normal’ person.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“Every woman I know has had to run, or at least thought of running, from men.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“Men don’t like troublesome women. They don’t like criticism from women. They don’t like ambitious women. Often, they just don’t like women. To get around this, I had to abuse my feminine wiles and adopt chameleonic personas – acting fragile and obedient, or empathetic and nurturing, or seductive and magnetic – trying to gauge what each man needed me to be – or sometimes, what I needed to be, for my own safety. I would make myself not only palatable, easy-to-swallow and digestible, but the best meal they’d ever had. Their death-row dinner.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“It was as if she knew my soul’s true language, and I didn’t have to waste my energy decoding it for her.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“I was always the odd one out, no matter the reason. Everyone else seemed to know what to wear, how to act, what to say. They spoke in riddles I couldn’t quite understand, as if the world had a secret language I was never taught.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“Ithink the world is full of monsters. My therapist told me to start this diary. Weird that I have a therapist. No other kids my age do. She said it might help me ‘feel better’ or ‘let things out’ or whatever. I don’t know if I believe her, but I don’t want to talk anymore. So now I’m writing. Everything changed when it happened. Nobody talks about it, but I know they’re all thinking about it. Like it’s stamped on my forehead. The thing that makes me dirty, ruined. Mum’s smile is different now. And Dad… he never used to cry. But now he does. They don’t stop hugging me. I hate seeing them sad. It’s my fault. When I have to leave my house, I try to be invisible. I try not to speak or take up too much space because the more I’m here, the more I’m seen. The more I remember. The more I remember him. I hate him. How can I move on when every time I close my eyes, he’s there? He’s in the dark. In every man that passes me on the street. I feel like I’ll never be safe again. Not from the monsters. Not from the memories. I guess it’s not just men I’m afraid of. It’s people. All of them (apart from my family. And Li). They walk around like they’re normal, like they’re safe. But they’re not. Even the kind-looking ones can hurt me. Sometimes it’s like I’m just pretending to be a real human and everyone knows and is secretly judging me for it. My therapist says I wear a mask – not a real one, it’s just imaginary – to act the way people want me to. Maybe writing will help. Maybe it won’t. But I’ll keep trying because if I don’t, I feel like the monsters will win. And I can’t let them. PS I have a boyfriend now. I don’t want one. But it’s safer this way.”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story

“I want to taste you,”
― Lisa J. Evans, Inside Her: A Sapphic Love Story