Diagnoses, Dave thought, were rough guesses, blunt tools, always more inaccurate than they were helpful.

“I started writing everything down.I wrote for the same reason someone lost stic…”

“Writing a book is exactly like love. You don’t hold back. You give it everythin…”

“As children, we are profoundly loyal to our parents, and to their pain: I wante…”

“I couldn’t bear to think of my mother loving me but unable to face me, to stare…”