" She couldn’t help him, didn’t know how to help him, and that killed her. Not for the first time, she wished that his injuries were more obvious. That whatever swollen, infected thing inside his head that made him feel this way could be seen, could be sliced away, could be stitched up and covered with bandage like any other wound. "

― Krystal Sutherland , A Semi-Definitive List of Worst Nightmares