“My rotting brain had lied to me; of course talking would help. Of course my loving, caring friends telling me it would get better would help. They fed ropes down the hold I'd been digging, and even if they couldn't pull me up, they at least reminded me that there was a world beyond this, where I'd been before.” LoveCareLove QuotesFriendsDepressionIt Gets Better Book:Secrets for the Mad Source: Secrets for the Mad