“They where like so many of the adults around us, content to pretend that all was well....but we knew better”

“We must be content to grow slowly. Most of us will still barely be at the beginning of our recovery by the time we die. But that is better than killing ourselves pretending to be healthy.”

“Though some of us like to get on stage, many introverts are content to put on their invisibility cloaks and watch. But well-meaning extroverts will have none of that! They need to draw us out, invite us to participate—repeatedly—and question why we are so depressed as to not want to join.”

“We're all frightened. We go through life like little children. Every single one of us pretending to be an adult. All you can really do is find someone to be with who's less scared than you are.”

“There are too many things around us, preventing us from thinking well! To think well, sometimes we need a heavy fog!”

“I had come to discover that "safe" was an illusion, a pretense that adults wrapped around their children- and sometimes themselves- to make the world seem comfortable. I had discovered that under that thin cover of let's-pretend, monsters and nightmares lay, and that not all of them came from places like the moonroads or the nightling cities. Some of the monsters were people we knew. People we thought we could trust.”