" From that poorly lit room on the top floor of a tiny mini mall in Sedona, a stranger told me exactly what I knew already. I guess that's what I was looking for, someone to see me and my fears and my flaws. To see all of it and to tell me to not give up. I didn't know I was searching for hope. "

― Abbi Jacobson , I Might Regret This: Essays, Drawings, Vulnerabilities, and Other Stuff