"I'm Not Crazy"

She was 11 when she says a man broke into her home and shot her stepbrother in front of her. She's been reeling in the aftermath ever since, but now Charlie Everett is finally on her own. As the ten year anniversary approaches, every bit of progress she thought she'd made feels like it's crumbling, and she can't stop her version of the truth from surfacing at every turn.

She's never had family on her side. She doesn't even have any friends except for the bartender at the strip club she accidentally walked into. How is she supposed to hold her life together?

How is she supposed to convince people that she's telling the truth when she says, "I'm Not Crazy?"