Whatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof.

I closed my eyes and abandoned myself to my grief. It felt better, somehow, to be helpless. I didn't feel ashamed.

And then, when there is nothing else between us but love, we can begin to find a way to truly be together.

There were never going to be any happy endings for me. I know that now. But that is all right.

I feel like he's taking advantage of me. Advantage of my illness. He thinks he can rewrite history in any way that he likes and I will never know, never be any the wiser. But I do know. I know exactly what he's doing. And so I don’t trust him. In the end he is pushing me away, Dr. Nash. Ruining everything.

I am an adult, but a damaged one.

Whatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof.