Sometimes she wondered if she was a psychopath. She googled it all the time and tried to make the diagnosis fit. But she was too sad, and too fearful and too well behaved to qualify. She was another lightly depressed, middle-class-ish teen. A poster girl for the ‘Teen Mental Health Crisis Plaguing Our Youth’ – a girl among a million other somewhat sad girls, with no real problems beyond a vague existential angst. And yes, arguably, the bad thing had happened to her. But much worse things happen to people every day. Statistically, she was really nothing special.
