I heard about this book in the same way I often do. My search history throws suggestions into my feed. I was hesitant to read it since I’m supposed to stay away from potentially triggering topics. A book club friend said it was very good and an important message so I broke my new rule.
This quote speaks to why I write:
I reached for an empty journal I keep on my nightstand; I tried to write my way out of the moment, believing that perhaps I could exorcise the thoughts, silence them by dragging them from my head to the paper, where they would wither and die in the open air.
I’ve no additional commentary as this is one to experience yourself and draw your own conclusions.
There are no definitive answers yet many lessons just the same. That’s what I will comment on … what I learned or maybe what I already knew:
- Outward appearance can be very misleading
- You never really know anyone
- Social media can be harmful
- People are resilient
RIP Maddy. 💔