“We’re all struggling with something. Even if I’m able to help one person, I want to be able to do that.”
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“We’re all struggling with something. Even if I’m able to help one person, I want to be able to do that.”
“‘You may not be able to lift your right arm above your shoulder again. It could cause damage to your vocal cords. And you may experience numbness on the right side of your face.’ The tears I had been holding back came pouring down my face.”
“My kid ran up to me, wholly and heartbreakingly distraught. But I’m not mad at this other kid. Nor do I blame the child’s parents for their kid’s less than kind interaction with mine. I blame myself.”
“I started the guessing game: Benzos? No. Acid? No. Mushrooms? No. Bath salts? No. I remember pausing and feeling a chill go through me. Heroin? Yes. ‘Daniel, are you telling me that Jeremy is using heroin?’ Yes.”
“I could not be more proud to hear him call me dad.”
“It’s not that you didn’t want to get off the couch, it’s that you couldn’t. Your mind was so sick it made you physically unable to function. It made you so tired the most simple tasks felt like climbing Mt. Everest.”
“I experienced the stability and safe love I’d longed for years. And even though I tried to push it away, they never left me. My family was relentless in their commitment to loving me and helping me heal. No matter what I did – and I did a lot of things – they loved me.”
Li sketched out a map of his home village. He couldn’t remember his birth name, the names of his parents, or the name of his village, but he recalled the rivers, rice paddies, and roads that wound through the countryside.
“We walked out the store and I took a little glance at him. Next thing I know, I saw him running towards my mom.”
“Now, I always remember I am beautiful the way I am, inside and out. I wish I would’ve known that a long time ago.”