" ..the thing about depression. When I feel it deeply, I don’t want to let it go. It
becomes a comfort. I want to cloak myself under its heavy weight and breathe it into my lungs. I want
to nurture it, grow it, cultivate it. It’s mine. I want to check out with it, drift asleep wrapped in its
arms and not wake up for a long, long time. "

― Stephanie Perkins