It seemed to me that if I could get hooked on some drug, anything was possible. I’d make new friends. I’d have a real problem. I’d be able to walk into a church basement full of fellow sufferers, and have them all say, Welcome to our nightmare! We understand! Here are our phone numbers, call any time you feel you’re slipping because we’re here for you.
Here for you: I could not imagine anyone ever being here for me.
Depression was the loneliest fucking thing on earth.

You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.