" I hated my inability to explain my life on the trail to her and my mother’s inability to comprehend. I hated her consistent need to know the list of different foods I’d eaten that day. I remembered how she’d asked me if I’d had a good dinner in the same phone call when I’d told her I’d been raped.

I considered, tomorrow night, not calling her. "

― Aspen Matis , Girl in the Woods: A Memoir