And that was the closest I've ever come to an epiphany.

I've had good moments scattered since then, times when I thought I was better, but that was the last day I felt triumphant.

See, when you mess something up, you learn for the next time. It's when people compliment you that you're in trouble. That means they expect you to keep it up.

I wasn't going to have enough money to pay for a Good Lifestyle, which meant I'd feel ashamed, which meant I'd get depressed, and that was the big one because I knew what that did to me: it made it so I wouldn't get out of bed, which led to the ultimate thing—homelessness. If you can't get out of bed for long enough, people come and take your bed away.

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

I'm fine. Well, I'm not fine - I'm here." "Is there something wrong with that?" "Absolutely.

Nobody had told me I was common.