"I fuck, therefore I am." Jennie isn't searching for love—she's chasing something far more urgent: escape. From her earliest years marked by silence and sorrow, through a string of lovers, one-night stands, and emotional wreckage, she discovers that sex is the only thing that makes her feel real. Not joy. Not comfort. Just raw, electric presence. In Crying with My Pussy, Isabel Hillborg tears through every taboo with blistering honesty and dark humour. This is not a story of sexual liberation—it's a story of survival. Of fucking through the void, crying through the climax, and trying to stitch together meaning in a life that keeps coming undone. Brilliantly filthy, fiercely feminist, and heartbreakingly human, Crying with My Pussy is an unflinching look at desire, damage, and the lies we're told about womanhood.