Granted, you are an extraordinary being who can change her form at will. However, while you can change your form whenever you wish, the form itself eludes you. You first change result in an unique scenario where you became the first sapient being, and most likely the last, to experience life as an inanimate rock. It took you almost a week before you muster up enough willpower as a rock to change your form again. From there you went from one inanimate object to another for a whole year, before you became some sort of magical fire salamander. While you want to change back into some sort of humanoid form, for convenient sake at least, whenever you even start thinking about the subject... your memories of the year you spend as inanimate objects starts to haunts you. The helplessness and fear of never being able move again, or the knowledge that next time you might not be find the willpower to overcome the nature of the inanimate object, and find yourself living out the life of a tree, or something equally worst. You consult yourself really being a foot long magical fire salamander isn't that bad... Really.
I wish someone would find me an interesting book series to read, er something in the supernatural or Scifi genre.
Granted, have you tried the supernaturalist, or anything by Eoin Colfer?
You get so caught up in the plot that you read it over and over again, until the book disintegrates and you run away in despair, never to be seen again.
Salamanders are awesome, so are rocks, and I have much willpower.
Granted but it turns out that animals have really dirty thoughts...
You just can't take any more homophobic jokes and swearing from them. So you commit suicide.