the world didn’t need to scream, it only had to keep correcting me, and i kept folding inward, reshaping myself until even my reflection looked like a stranger i was trying to please.
— Asra Amjad, Even the moon left me - poetry book about love
“The pain strikes you like a violent cramp seizing your brain, sharp and twisting, as if something inside your skull is tightening with unbearable force.”

“Aggressive behavior, mood swings, fighting over petty things for no reason, frustration are all the symptoms that a victim experiences.”
