Now I felt like I was drifting, sucked down by an undertow, and too far out to swim back to the shore.

Obviously it won't all run smoothly. But it's important to awknowledge that while we may make mistakes, in the long run, we may also learn fromt them.

Maybe it was just part of growing up with someone. Once you have a rhythm and stay with it long enough, it's not hard to find again.

I wanted to be somewhere else ... Someplace where the sight of me sobbing would tie me to no one and no one to me.

But what he didn't understand was that this dreamland was preferable, walking through this life half-sleeping, everything at arm's length or farther away. I understood those mermaids. I didn't care if they sang to me. All I wanted was to block out all the human voices as they called me name again and again, pulling me upward into light, to drown.

I just do the best I can under the circumstances.

My books are so tame!