“I couldn’t bear to think of my mother loving me but unable to face me, to stare into my eyes, to care for me emotionally, to offer me her face. Like any daughter, as much as I wanted to separate… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“How, I asked, could I have gone my whole life not knowing about my mother? How could I have not known what Keith knew when he saw our house? “It’s your mom,” Helder said. “Because it’s Mom.” He sounded firm… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“When you write, you believe in something no one else can see. You spend lots of time committed to a project for which there… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
I started writing everything down.I wrote for the same reason someone lost sticks a message in a bottle. I’m here. Help. Please find me. — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
Trust the comfy clothes you reach for day after day, your plain, regular, essential self. — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“I loved the idea of a subversive world where mental illness was defined as just another version of normal, and education was how you… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“I giggled and he took it very seriously and wrote everything down. I thought it was going too well, I was doing too well,… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“Writing a book is exactly like love. You don’t hold back. You give it everything you have. If it doesn’t work out, you’re heartbroken,… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“You don’t have to have clarity,” he said, “to take a clear position.” — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“Don’t get sucked in, Dave was always saying to me. Kind of like Helder’s container idea: Notice everything, but don’t buy into it. Hold… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“I was going to be in therapy for a long, long time. I wasn’t even a sentence yet. But I had some syllables, some… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“As children, we are profoundly loyal to our parents, and to their pain: I wanted to be related to my mom, not ruined by… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“The railing of the balcony was cold but the blue-black night air was so warm in October, in Florida, it felt as if it… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
“I think everyone has one day like this, and some people have more than one. It's the day of the accident, the midlife crisis,… — Heather Sellers Copy Share Image
