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More than anything, I felt sorrow. Sorrow for Dave, for his isolation, for his clinging to illusion, for his want of courage, for his unwillingness to face the naked, harsh facts of life.

I, too, had never reread the letters. Whenever I tried, they brought pain, not comfort. They had lain there untouched for fifteen years, and I, too, could not destroy them.

Penny was still a haunted woman, but her demons now dwelled in the present rather than the past.

"Which will you have: wise madness or foolish sanity?"

slooow progress.

As Freud once said, “One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.”

We all have our chosen methods to numb the pain of our problems, and in moderate doses there is nothing wrong with this. But the longer we avoid and the longer we numb, the more painful it will be when we finally do confront our issues.

I am the way into the city of woe
I am the way to a forsaken people
I am the way into eternal sorrow

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Abandon all hope ye who enter here.

‘The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well.’

Until I’m ready, let me be
I have to heal myself