Sri

“Books were a healthy drug. They could sweep me away from storms, make me forget bruises, and soothe any emotional ache, if only for a moment.”
― Cara Dee, Home

“I'd accomplished something today, and I was proud for about five minutes. I was smiling to myself, despite my life being in shambles. I did this. Most of the interior needed either a good polish or a paint job, but it was clean. I did this. …and Lissa does it every single day. The pride faded, and the internal chanting of a reminder saying even the smallest accomplishment was a victory for a depressed person couldn’t restore my good, albeit brief, mood. Every damn day, my wife made sure there was food on the table, that the kids had clothes, and that the house looked nice. Additionally, she took care of me. What did I do?”
― Cara Dee, When Forever Ended

“Memories were cunty. They could change my mood in a second.”
― Cara Dee, Noah

“Standing by and doing nothing while humanity becomes uglier isn't for me.”
― Cara Dee, Home