“My therapists didn’t pity me, not the good ones; they made me strip myself of pandering, manipulation, presentation – they wanted the truth more desperately than I did, and then they wanted me to speak it – live it every moment. I feel like writing is that way. Writing can be hard therapy.”

“My therapists didn’t pity me, not the good ones; they made me strip myself of pandering, manipulation, presentation – they wanted the truth more desperately than I did, and then they wanted me to speak it – live it every moment. I feel like writing is that way. Writing can be hard therapy.”

— Terese Marie Mailhot