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

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

I didn't feel physically sick. But mentally. My mind was twisting in so many ways. (...) We once saw a documentary on migraines. One of the men interviewed used to fall on his knees and bang his head against the floor, over and over during attacks. This diverted the pain from deep inside his brain, where he couldn't reach it, to a pain outside that he had control over.

Everything...affects everything

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

How many times had I let myself connect with someone only to have it thrown back in my face?

Yes, it feels great to plan your life when you believe everything can turn out fine. But what about when you're shown, again and again, how little control you have over anything? No matter what I do to try to fix my future, it doesn't work.