Long marriages have ended in ruin over tiny and insignificant grievances that were never properly aired and instead grew into a brittle barnacle of hatred.

Life would be fabric-softener, tuna-salad-on-white, PTA-meeting normal.

I know exactly how that is. To love somebody who doesn't deserve it.

Smoking had become my favorite thing in the world to do. It was like having instant comfort, no matter where or when.

The truth is humbling, terrifying, and often exhilarating. It blows the doors off the hinges and fills the world with fresh air.

We were young. We were bored. And the old electroshock therapy machine was just under the stairs in a box next to the Hoover.

Tracy, the leader of the CDH group, looks at me with eyes that seem to belong to someone three times her age. It's something beyond wisdom, all the way to insanity and back. It's like her eyes are scarred from all the things she's seen.