Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesn't magically go away, even when you stop officially mourning.

What feels best is how I no longer hurt.

Sometimes that whys aren't knowable, so you just have to ignore the whys, and just focus on what is and move on.

Why are there no names for the abscence of things? Why is there no name for the abscence of humanity?

Astley comes to my side. 'Are you well?' 'No,' I tell him, voice hoarse. 'I am not well. I am broken inside. I am broken almost all-the-way deep, and I don't know...I don't know if I can ever be unbroken, let alone well again'

I used to be embarrassed by my mom, but now I know what she is-she's a hero.

You know, life fractures us all into little pieces. It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures back together that make us stronger.