“I didn't want to be rescued and get well, because if I got rescued and got well then nobody would come and save me anymore. And I didn't want to get well, because, while I could not control my happiness, I could control my misery. I would rather have had control than live in the tension of 'what if?' A chance of hope is no pacifier against a sure tragedy.

But I was a tree in a story about a forest. And it was arrogant of me to believe any different. And he told me the story of the forest is better than the story of the tree.”