Survivors of Jigsaw

A reflection. When the steal meat-hooks of life tear into the flesh of your hopes and dreams... survive. When the labyrinth of indecision se...

Guilt is the source of sorrow, 'tis the fiend, Th' avenging fiend, that follows us behind, With whips and stings” - Nicholas Rowe B...

When you look at this site, many emotions leap off the screen. This is a community full of energy, and experience, and feeling. There are t...

I always have to defend my son. Or defend myself. Jigsaw locked us up together in a cage and forced us to choose life or death for the ma...

Everywhere I look there is a trigger. The sound of a lawn mower. The slamming of a door. A ladder perched against the side of a house. T...

Bobby is single-handedly showing us the truth. His ordeal has become all of our ordeals, and his coping skills have become like a sharp too...

I flipped a switch that said die. Not choosing death for me, but choosing to punish evil. I chose death for him and in that I found a new ...