I hide my pain away from my real world

“The more I thought about my life up to then, the more I hated myself. It wasn’t that I didn’t have a few good memories—I did. A handful of happy experiences. But, if you added them up, the shameful, painful memories far outnumbered the others. When I thought of how I’d been living, how I’d been approaching life, it was all so trite, so miserably pointless. Unimaginative middle-class rubbish, and I wanted to gather it all up and stuff it away in some drawer. Or else light it on fire and watch it go up in smoke (though what kind of smoke it would emit I had no idea).””

“You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.”

“Life is an echo. What you send out comes back. What you sow you reap. What you give you get. What you see in others exists in you.”

“You only have so much emotional energy each day - don’t fight battles that don’t matter.”

“Whatever you feel, you become. It is your responsibility.”