These girls are all alone in the world. And they know it.
A wrong turn here and there and you’re stuck in the labyrinth of sadness forever.
You don’t owe anybody, including you, the type of self that never fails or feels fragile.
Why was I still here? Why was I punishing myself day and night contemplating whether to end it and get on with my life?
I just thought, “I’m so lonely.”
An existential moment.
There is comfort in sadness.
Friendship is being there when it might not be easy and it probably won’t benefit you. Love goes a long way.
And what made Williams scary, and funny, was the little voice in the back of your head thinking: He’s tearing himself apart for us.
All we are and all we will be is this — a beautiful mess of effort and resilience. We must keep moving and poking at life’s uncertainties. Do not hide.