It's such a silly little thing, the heart.

I feel dead, wasted, awful, broken and useless. It's not the kind of feeling you forget.

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad.

Some of the most profound truths about us are things that we stop saying in the middle.

Things to do today: 1) Breathe in. 2) Breathe out.

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.

I'm glad you came here and got the help you needed," Neil says, and he shakes my hand in that way that people do in here to remind themselves that you're the patient and they're the doctor/volunteer/ employee. They like you, and they genuinely want you to do better, but when they shake your hand you feel that distance, that slight disconnect because they know that you're still broken somewhere, that you might snap at any moment.