“I hiked up a path and into the woods, thinking about what I should be thinking about and almost having a real feelinga feeling like, this is really sad, this is a sad place to be, a sad part of my ...”

“I knew that my husband was a song that I had forgotten the words to and I was a fuzzy photograph of someone he used to love.”

“I wasn't sure if it was safe for me to be sharing time and space with other people, who all seemed so much gentler and safer and less of a secret to themselves than I felt I was.”

“My body felt like tangled rubber bands and dried-out pens and sticky paper clips, like the contents of a drawer where you put the things you don't have anywhere else to put, and I knew that the min...”

“I tried to pick the burned ones from the bowl but I didn't get many of them because I didn't make much of an effort, and even though I was taking the burned ones out because they weren't edible, I ...”

“I found, increasingly, that I did not particularly care and I tried to fake a little kindness, a little sweetness, tried to mirror Luna back at herself, but that exhausted me after a week and I con...”

“I hiked up a path and into the woods, thinking about what I should be thinking about and almost having a real feelinga feeling like, this is really sad, this is a sad place to be, a sad part of my ...”

“I sometimes wondered why I even answered the phone, but I guess I always had the hope that it would be someone else, some other way of life calling for me.”

“Maybe I will always have to love the idea of love or a concept of God more than I can love a person.”

“One ought to hold on to one's heart; for if one lets it go, one soon loses control of the head too.”

“Everybody has a home team: Its the people you call when you get a flat tire or when something terrible happens. Its the people who, near or far, know everything thats wrong with you and love you an...”

“The more you condemn yourself for thinking or feeling a certain way, the more you feel stuck within your own body and mind.. What if you went the other way and embraced it so totally that it was as...”

“Love, like madness, can only fill the models that society makes available.”

“PTSD in its rawest form is a death sentence which causes many veterans and others to execute themselves in hope to be free.”

“That millions of people share the same forms of mental pathology does not make these people sane.”