Their eyes like safety nets, I can’t fall.

Hate ricochets, but kindness does too.

I want my body to be mine again.

Why is time like that? Why does it slow down in the places you don’t want it to, but it speeds away when you’re happy?

They can appear quite functional in their interactions with others - highly competent, focused, driven to be successful - but there's intense inner chaos that tends to be projected only onto close family members.

He's not a world-class competitor. But he's doing the right thing by getting started growing facial hair.