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

I don't-" I shake my head. (...) "What? What were you going to say?" This is another trick of shrinks. They never let you stop in midthought. If you open your mouth, they want to know exactly what you had the intention of saying.

I'm smart but not enough--just smart enough to have problems.

What am I always going to do? I'm going to go home and freak out.I'm going to sit with my family and try not to talk about myself and what's wrong. Im going to try and eat. Then I'm going to try and sleep. I dread it. I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

A person's relationship with food is one of their most important relationships.

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

Nobody had told me I was common.