My name is Goli. This is not my real name, but the author wants you to know me this way. This is the story as the author wants you to know it.

I've just ended an affair, pregnant, a child I can't carry. I've shut myself in my apartment to contemplate suicide. But this isn't true and I don't want to die. I don't even live anymore where I used to live when my relationship ended and I had my second abortion.

What the author sees is herself in a mirror. Really. She is lost in some dream she can't leave. I've always believed you should wake up if you don't like what you see.