But Sometimes There’s Nothing Left To Do

I Hate Not Knowing What To Believe Anymore. I Hate Not Knowing What's Real.

I Wanted To Tell You Everything. And That Hurt Because Some Things Were Too Scary. Some Things Even I Didn’t Understand. How Could I Tell Someone—someone I Was Really Talking To For The First Time—everything I Was Thinking? I Couldn’t. It Was Too Soon.

After All, How Often Do We Get A Second Chance?

I’m Going To Be Mentally Ill In Fifteen Years, And That’s Why My Husband Doesn’t Want To Be Around Me.

It's Important To Be Aware Of How We Treat Others. Even Though Someone Appears To Shrug Off A Sideways Comment Or To Not Be Affected By A Rumor, It's Impossible To Know Everything Else Going On In That Person's Life, How We Might Be Adding To His/her Pain. People Do Have An Impact On The Lives Of Others; That's Undeniable.