I didn't forge the mind of man. Your precious God did that. Cramming it full of rancor and bloodlust . Like Zeus, thrusting all those winged demons, into the tiny confines of Pandora's box. Don't hate me just because I turn the key, and let them loose. 'Fly, my darlings, fly! All the way to heaven, till you burst the clouds, and blacken the sun!'
My name is Gabrielle and I am twenty-eight years old. I began to self-injure at age fifteen -- so nearly thirteen years -- minus a two year period. This website was made to let self-injurers know that they are not alone and to help their friends and family learn more about self-injury and how it affects their loved one.
