Taylor Roy

“This was my evidence that while my mind had been shriveling in anxiety, my heart had been busy, thankful to have been given a chance. I saw the part of me that insisted on surviving.”
― Chanel Miller, Know My Name: A Memoir

“How creepy it was that we could conceal these stories. How easy it was to pretend. The slivers we show, the mountains we hide.”
― Chanel Miller, Know My Name: A Memoir

“If you woke up to a robber in your home, saw him taking your stuff, people wouldn’t ask, Well why didn’t you fight him? Why didn’t you tell him no? He’s already violating an unspoken rule, why would he suddenly decide to adhere to reason? What would give you reason to think he’d stop if you told him to?”
― Chanel Miller, Know My Name: A Memoir

“When I came home that evening, the jar I had carried down into the depths of my mental cellar was sitting in the center of the room, waiting for me. That’s funny, how did you get here? Again I picked it up, opened the door, and walked down, down, down the stairs to lock it away.”
― Chanel Miller, Know My Name: A Memoir