Amy Rice's blog

Short and sweet...I wish I had the balls to kill myself some days...and I will talk about being a cutter sometime soon...I just feel so emotionally out of control and helpless...Hopeless, whatever you want to call it.  Read More »

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   What some claim as compassion towards a person, seems to be simple pity.

   I used to feel sorry for everyone, maybe they had a rough childhood, but I am now a strong believer in taking responsibility for one's self and their actions.  Read More »

   Brick walls loom in front of me, no matter what path I try to take. I keep trying to further myself and give the most I can to my precious little girl, but the odds are stacked against me.  Read More »

   Blemishes...you read it and thought ghastly addition to the face on a big day...I want to talk about blemishes on your personality and heart.  Read More »

   I am neither Republican nor Democrat...conservative nor liberal. I am a great mixture and like to think myself evolved in my political thoughts.

   On many subjects, I have studied both sides of the arguments and choose only after a lot of consideration and thought.  Read More »

   My vivid imagination, and self-destructive ways have always left me morbidly obsessed with the macabre. I may be one of the only girls that has extensively planned my funeral and given no thought to a wedding...Previously, as an engaged 17 year-old, I had no interest in choosing gown, invitations, or guests.

   I once read a book on suicide, something I had thought extensively about...my dramatic exit from earth...and it said that children who, when they were born, had stopped breathing for any amount of time were more likely to commit suicide and were less afraid of death. I was one of those babies that struggled thru great difficulties at birth. Many times I stopped breathing...and reading that book made me say, "Ahhh, the answer to why I am so weird."  Read More »

   This blog is motivated by a lovely young woman who has begun a beautiful conversation with me, and inspired me to examine the sad reality of society shaping how we, as young women, look at ourselves.  Read More »