I'm done with those; regrets are an excuse for people who have failed.

Dr. Barney stared at me, his lips puckered. What was he so serious about? Who hasn’t thought about killing themselves, as a kid? How can you grow up in this world and not think about it?

Yes, Doctor. I'll do what you say. I'll do what you all say.

Sometimes when you open a book, time stops.

It’s tough to get out of bed; I know that myself. You can lie there for an hour and a half without thinking anything, just worrying about what the day holds and knowing that you won’t be able to deal with it.

One thing I've learnt recently: how to think nothing. Here's the trick: don't have any interest in the world around you, don't have any hope for the future, and be warm.

Sometimes I wish I had an easy answer for why I'm depressed.