“Three summers in a row, I had let loss drive me crazy; I had let it ruin every good thing I still had and the things I might get. I had called love my starved body, the food in the trash, the corpse lost to the river, the summer sting, everything bony and deadly. I had told myself I deserved it.” DeathLossDepressionSummerMental IllnessEating DisordersMental Disorder Book:The Anatomy of Dying Source: The Anatomy of Dying