Rocks Don't Cry : Jaime Bartolotta Rocks Don’t Cry I am Nobody. But I have a story to tell. I’ve always heard the adage that to write well, you must write what you know. This story is what I know… “Something’s wrong with me. I need help. I don’t know who, but I need help.” Thus, punctuated the beginning of my ascent out of the viscid, oppressive tar pits of black goo accrued across my thirty-five-year suffering borne of the dark arts: neglect, emotional and psychological abuse, manipulation, guilt, unrealistic expectation, dysfunction, and ultimate lack of love. What was left behind was a latent cycle of restricted eating, a completely fractured psyche, a ceaselessly stormy sea of repressed emotions, and me desperately searching for the purest
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