If you believe suicide will bring you peace, or at the very least just an end to everything you hate- you are displaying self-caring behavior. You are still able to actively seek solutions to your problems. You are willing to go to great lengths to provide what you believe will be soothing to yourself. This strikes me as optimistic.

I think writers tend to be experience junkies, and I think they also tend to want to be on the outside looking in.

Other people sound flat to my ear; their words just hang in the air. But when my mother says something, the ends curl.

Truthfulness itself is almost medication, even when it’s served without advice or insight.

Real optimism is not the pep talk you give yourself. It is earned through the labor involved in emotional housekeeping.

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

Are you one of those people who says on a first date, 'I'm really not in a hurry to meet somebody, I figure if it happens, it happens'? Because those are the most desperate people of all. I'm just saying this so that if you are this person, you aren't hiding it from anybody. There is no shame in being hungry for another person. There is no shame in wanting very much to share your life with somebody.