How ‘Thirteen Reasons Why’ Saved My Life

And why I’ll never watch the Netflix series

Kayla Martell Feldman
Nov 3 · 7 min read

*TRIGGER WARNING: suicide, depression*

When I was 11 years old, I bought a hardback copy of Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher at a Target in Dallas, Texas. I could never have predicted the impact that this book would have on me – a greater effect than any other book I would read as a child, and I read voraciously. My family have always been big readers. We have always lost ourselves in books. Thirteen Reasons Why was the first book in which I felt I had been found.

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Kayla Martell Feldman

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Anglo-American atheist Jew. Director & writer for stage & screen. Book person, intersectional feminist, poet. Living with OCD. Not an Expert. she/her

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