It has been four years since I sat down, laptop in hand, to write what I thought was a romantic story on a whim. But, looking back at my twelve-year-old self, and what she thought was okay, I'm disappointed in what I published.
This book truly teaches that the way to get an ex back, is to attempt suicide so he feels bad for his actions and takes your heart back.
But that's the true epitome of the glamorization of suicide in novels. Suicide and romance shouldn't have a single thing connecting them.
I'm leaving this book and it's sequel published, but just know what you'll read is triggering and a glamorization of suicide.
Do not try to kill yourself or self-harm because of a lost relationship. It won't get them back. You'll lose yourself instead.
I'm sorry for anyone hurt by this book, I had good intentions. I wasn't educated enough on this topic like I am now when I decided to write this.
This reason why I'm even writing this is because of the amount of reads. Four-thousand reads. I can only imagine what damage a book like this could have done.
Thank you. xx.
