“Waiting to be 'better' is the wrong approach. It's learning to live with it.”
― The Mystery of Mercy Close
― The Mystery of Mercy Close
“Deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time. When you are standing in that forest of sorrow, you cannot imagine that you could ever find your way to a better place. But if someone can assure you that they themselves have stood in that same place, and now have moved on, sometimes this will bring hope”
― Eat, Pray, Love
― Eat, Pray, Love
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”
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“Back at my parents’, Mum was waiting with a muffin for me. ‘Banana and pecan. I know it’s the wrong colour but would you try it? Are you okay?’ she asked. ‘You look a bit …’
‘Grand,’ I said. ‘It’s just the clouds. When it’s overcast like this, it does my head in.’
A strange expression passed over her face. ‘The sky is blue.’
I took a look out of the window; the sky was blue. ‘When did that happen?’
‘It’s been blue all morning.’
But it didn’t make things any better. I was still uneasy, just in a different way. The empty sky looked hard and cold and merciless. Couldn’t they have put in some clouds to soften it up a bit?”
― The Mystery of Mercy Close
‘Grand,’ I said. ‘It’s just the clouds. When it’s overcast like this, it does my head in.’
A strange expression passed over her face. ‘The sky is blue.’
I took a look out of the window; the sky was blue. ‘When did that happen?’
‘It’s been blue all morning.’
But it didn’t make things any better. I was still uneasy, just in a different way. The empty sky looked hard and cold and merciless. Couldn’t they have put in some clouds to soften it up a bit?”
― The Mystery of Mercy Close
“Two and a half years ago I’d learned to stop wanting comfort from the people around me, because they couldn’t give it. We were all too scared. I was terrified and so were they. No one could understand what was happening to me, and when they couldn’t make me better they felt helpless and guilty and eventually resentful. Yes, they loved me, my head knew that even if my heart couldn’t feel it, but there was a small part of them that was angry. As if it was my choice to become depressed and that I was deliberately resisting the medication that was meant to fix me.”
― The Mystery of Mercy Close
― The Mystery of Mercy Close
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