Shelley

“My heart was beating so hard that for a second I thought I might pass out. It was like revisiting the hole where you'd once been held in solitary confinement: a force field of muscle-memory-stored pain and toxic energy so palpable I was afraid that if I stayed any longer it might suck me back in.”
― Heather King

“Like the rest of the world, they seemed to have figured out something I didn't know - where they'd come from, where they were going - and moved on.”
― Heather King

“If I've made any "progress" it's that now I know I'll be an alcoholic till the day I die, and that is both my biggest cross and my greatest blessing.”
― Heather King