SBA

"And when I turned to face grief, I saw that it was just love in a heavy coat."

Grief is a cruel kind of education. You learn how ungentle mourning can be, how full of anger. You learn how glib condolences can feel. You learn how much grief is about language, the failure of language and the grasping for language.

“Ghosts don’t haunt people. Guilt does.”

Warum fahr ich diesen Wagen nicht mit 120 gegen irgendeinen Baum, damit ich endlich nachgeb‘?

“People are prettiest when they talk about something they really love with passion in their eyes.”

Happy the third wheel.

"In a world where being happy is seen as showing off and being sad is seen as attention seeking, where do I stand?"

“Time after time, I am given brutal reminders of my place. A place that does not exist.”