“I think that is supposed to be good, that I get less from him but I feel worthless.”

“I think a good book is a good book forever.I don't think they get less good because times change.”

“I couldn't get Him out of my head. Still can't. I spent three solid days thinking about Him. The more He bothered me, the less I coul forget Him. And the more I learned about Him, the less I wanted to leave Him.”

“I do. I still love him so much. And I feel so worthless because he doesn’t love me anymore.”

“I knew how I was supposed to feel when I was with him. Well, I knew what I was not supposed to feel. I wasn't supposed to feel anxious. Not tense, either. Or maybe I was. Maybe this was normal. I didn't know. So I let him whisper in my ear and put his hands on my hips. And I listened to him list the ways in which I was slowly killing him. None of which turned out to be the actual way that I killed him.”

“Sometimes...I feel as ifI'm not supposed to get better.”