His Crush Went From Exciting To Depressing,

He Who Completes A Quest Does Not Merely Find Something. He Becomes Something.

Everybody Wanted To Be The Hero Of Their Own Story. Nobody Wanted To Be Comic Relief.

It's Natural For A Child To Assume That His Or Her Own Childhood Is Unremarkable.

She Still Had Her Bad Days, No Question, When The Black Dog Of Depression Sniffed Her Out And Settled Its Crushing Weight On Her Chest And Breathed Its Pungent Dog Breath In Her Face. On Those Days She Called In Sick To The It Shop Where, Most Days, She Untangled Tangled Networks For A Song. On Those Days She Pulled Down The Shades And Ran Dark For Twelve Or Twenty-four Or Seventy-two Hours, However Long It Took For The Black Dog To Go On Home To Its Dark Master.

You Don’t Learn About Yourself By Being Alone, You Learn About Yourself From Other People.