I have a feeling that once you live through something like this, you become a little bit invincible.

Everyone has hardship in their life. Everyone has pain.

There are so many things that demand to be said. Where did you go? Do you ever think about me? You've ruined me. Are you okay? But of course, I can't say any of that.

If these walls could talk, I wonder what secrets they'd tell.

I don't hate you. I don't think I ever really did. It was just anger. And once I faced it head-on, once understood it, it dissipated. -Mia

There’s a difference between losing something you knew you had and losing something you discovered you had. One is a disappointment. The other feels like losing a piece of yourself.

Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.