And concentrating on the spot where the two spindles should be is the closest I get to looking Hannah's eyes as she tells my story.

Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It's crazy!

It's up to the reader to decipher the code, or the words, based on everything they know about life and emotions.

You don't need to watch out for me, Clay." But I did, Hannah. And I wanted to. I could have helped you. But when I tried, you pushed me away. I can almost hear Hannah's voice speaking my nest thought for me. "Then why didn't you try harder?

I’m going to be mentally ill in fifteen years, and that’s why my husband doesn’t want to be around me.

This was not a spurr-of-the-moment decision. Do not take me for granted... again.

But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.