TRIGGER WARNING:
If you’re still reading this, you should know something. This isn’t a nice story. No one’s going to hold your hand and guide you through the dirt. If you’re looking for something light, something pretty, something that leaves you feeling warm and fuzzy inside, you’d better put this down right now. You’ll find nothing but shit here.
There’s violence, a lot of it. Both physical and emotional. There’s neglect, abuse, and a whole mess of fucked up choices. Phoenix Lee doesn’t make it easy on anyone, least of all himself. There’s pain, and it’s raw, ugly, and unavoidable. Be prepared. There are ghosts of the past, both real and metaphorical, that crawl through the cracks. Abandonment is a constant theme here. So is betrayal. If that shit gets to you, you’re in the wrong place.
This story touches on sensitive topics like childhood trauma, mental health struggles, and self-destructive behavior. If that hits too close to home, you might want to turn back. Because this is no fairytale.
This is Phoenix Lee’s story. And if you can’t stomach the reality of his broken, brutal existence, maybe you should stop reading now.
You’ve been warned.