“Friendship is as selfish as any other relationship, perhaps more so because it masquerades as something noble. I am more comfortable with those who approach me with blades drawn.”

“But I could be mistaking our friendship for something more, because I want to mistake it for something more.”

“Who Am I? Or (Perhaps More Accurately) Who Else Could Be Me?”

“He was waiting for something from me. Acknowledgement. Validation. Commiseration, perhaps. I couldn’t even look at him because I was afraid of feeling any more than I already did.”

“A person who is walking around with the belief I am safe in my body is going toapproach the world from a very different place than someone who doesn't believethat. That person will be more confident in approaching others, as Sonia was insharing her business at the women’s event. They’re going to be much more willing to put themselves out in the world, to be vulnerable in relationships, and to be willing to risk and dare, because they’re operating from a place of safety. Page 60”

“Wouldn’t you like to slip into something more comfortable though? Perhaps a coma?”