"I just want to write the words as I feel them bleeding from this old heart of mine..." Bad memories are never really forgotten. Just suppressed under the mountain of lies we've told ourselves, so that the painful ones are easier to bear. I remember a lot, and my life has been emotionless for a long time. I recall watching as my mother was beaten bloody in front of me, and then, as if I were old news, I was cast away. Until now, I've been patching the holes in my heart with band-aids; but I'm ready to feel again. So that true healing can finally begin. Special Edition includes a self-reflection journal integrated into the book.