I feel better already,” she said making a move to get up, her joints and muscles protested the action, as they always did at first. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself to her feet anyway. If she waited till the pain stopped, she’d never get anything done.

Real life is nothing like television, there are no Special Victims Units like you see on TV protectively guiding women through the process. The police will act like just because they didn’t kill you, they didn’t somehow end your life.

You don’t want to return to the life you had before Stanford, and you don’t know if you can remain in this life any longer, but fear should never be the reason why you change. If you’re only here because you’re afraid of the old way of life, you’ll never pay attention and open your soul to learn about the new way. You’ll be too busy looking back over your shoulder to make sure the old life isn’t creeping up on you.

God bless your soul, you’re a horrible liar.” Logan smiled as he leaned back on the door. “Answer me this Rachel?” he said placing his hands on his waist. “Why do you keep staring at me?

She doesn’t seem deranged to me?

It’s like I’m trapped in some kind of residual haunting.” Rachel’s eyes drifted back to the stain in the carpet. “Whenever I’m walking down a hallway, I swear, I hear steps behind me even though I know no one’s there. When I’m alone in my room, sometimes I feel like someone is standing right behind me.

Do you know that most men fear getting laughed at or humiliated by a romantic prospect while most women fear rape and death?" Rachel raised a skeptical brow as she spoke. "Let's just say, I've lost interest." -Being Brave Again

You don't want to return to the life you had before Stanford, and you don’t know if you can remain in this life any longer, but fear should never be the reason why you change. If you're only here because you're afraid of the old way of life, you'll never pay attention and open your soul to learn about the new way. You'll be too busy looking back over your shoulder to make sure the old life isn't creeping up on you.

I feel better already," she said making a move to get up, her joints and muscles protested the action, as they always did at first. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself to her feet anyway. If she waited till the pain stopped, she’d never get anything done.

Real life is nothing like television, there are no Special Victims Units like you see on TV protectively guiding women through the process. The police will act like just because they didn't kill you, they didn't somehow end your life.