WARNING: THIS STORY MAY TRIGGER. This story is told in a point-of-view to help the readers imagine themselves as the main character, going through the addiction of self-harm/self-injury. I do use some of my own experience in this work, but most of it is a compilation of the stories of people i know who also battle self-harm. The characters' names and the names of the people who inspired the creation of said characters, are in no way similar. My intentions are to help other people who suffer from self harm, over-come the addiction, and depict the point-of-view of a person who self-harms. I will not tolerate hateful/spiteful comments on this work. If you wish to message me personally to talk about an experience, to talk about recovering, or to ask for advice on the subject matter, i strongly encourage it. I am here to help.

I'm not an expert on writing stories so please don't judge.. I just wanted to share my story with others, and let people know what self harming really is like. For those who are battling the evil addiction too, you're not and never will be alone. Remember that.

When she was 7 years old, Zera Roberts met the 11th Doctor who had already met her. As the years go by and she sees him time to time, her feelings for the man in the bow tie grow stronger, but things get complicated when she finds out that he's married to the curly hair badass, River Song. Will she forget about him, realizing that she doesn't stand a chance or just fall more hoplessly in love to the point of it being dangerous for her own safety? Of course, you're never truely safe when the Doctor is involved...