At a certain point, unabashed optimism becomes delusional insanity.

Please remember that you can talk to me about anything. I know it’s hard to talk to your old mom about things, but I’ll always help you in whatever way I can. I’m serious. You have to remember that I used to hold you right here in my arms.

She was getting worse, but I knew that I had to stand by her. I knew the type of woman she really was and I needed to find a way to help her find herself. She didn’t give up on me when I hit bottom, so I wouldn’t give up on her.

I could feel the tears streaming down my face—in some kind of frenzied competition with the rain. At first, I tried to brush the tears away, but I finally let them take their course, unabated.

I think we’ve all lost our minds a bit.” It sounded like she was fighting back tears.

Then again, I had become a disappointment. It’s easier to find fault with a disappointment.

I was good at fabricating the truth when necessary to protect someone, even myself.

Sadly, peaks and valleys are a part of life. You are resilient and you will come out of this stronger than you ever thought possible. Trust me—I know. It’s crucial to remain positive and optimistic.