40. The Beach by Alex Garland (same guy who directed Ex Machina) it’s a really nice story until the ending that’s when it gets really fucked up.
41. Identical by Ellen Hopkins. First time I can remember that a book made me feel sick.
42. The True Story of Hansel and Gretel.
I read it as a kid familiar with the fairy tale and was… unprepared for all the raping.
About the author
“You are the only person who gets to decide if you are happy or not—do not put your happiness into the hands of other people. Do not make it contingent on their acceptance of you or their feelings for you. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter if someone dislikes you or if someone doesn’t want to be with you. All that matters is that you are happy with the person you are becoming. All that matters is that you like yourself, that you are proud of what you are putting out into the world. You are in charge of your joy, of your worth. You get to be your own validation. Please don’t ever forget that.” — Bianca Sparacino
Excerpted from The Strength In Our Scars by Bianca Sparacino.
