"And I felt like my heart had been so thoroughly and irreparably broken
that there could be no real joy again,
that at best there might eventually be
a little contentment.
Everyone wanted me to get help and rejoin life,
Everyone wanted me to get help and rejoin life,
pick up the pieces
and move on, and
I tried to,
I wanted to,
but I just had to lie in the mud
with my arms wrapped around myself,
eyes closed,
grieving,
until
I didn’t have to anymore."
— Anne Lamott