“I listen to these people I don’t know use the past tense about my mother, the person who brought me into this world and created my present. They are past-tensing my heart...”
“Some truths only tragedy can teach. The first one I learned is that when people acknowledge your pain, they want your pain to acknowledge them back. They need to witness it in real time, or else you’re not doing your part.”
“Because I can’t just sit in our room right now. Because ever since my mother died, there’s a version of me inside that wants to break things and scream.”