I've told so many lies about my age I don't know how old I am myself.

Like any working mother I find it hard to have a social life. But my kids are so well adjusted. There isn't a brat bone in their body so I haven't done anything that bad.

People who say ... they're perfectly fine [are] more insane than the rest of us.

Being a mother is hard and it wasn't a subject I ever studied.

Thoughts aren't fact, so don't take them seriously

Why, when you have a mental disease, is it always considered an act of imagination? Why is it that every organ in your body can get sick and you get sympathy except the brain?

What once made you safe now drives you insane.