“As a working parent, I’m always tired. I don’t have time to think. I speed walk wherever I go. When I finally get home in the evening, I just want to lie in bed and watch TV. But it’s summer now. So the kids always want to do something. It’s so tempting to tell them ‘later,’ or ‘next week.’ But I force myself to do it. I get out of the apartment and go to the park. Or the museum. Or the beach. Because no matter how I feel, I know there’s such little, little time. It seems like just the other day I was pregnant. I was so excited and nervous. Now next week my oldest son is turning ten. I look back and say: ‘Oh my God.’ It all passed in the blink of an eye. Working, working, working. Never enough hours in the day. Just trying to survive. But I was a good mother. I’m proud of that. I always made time and space. Even if I was exhausted. Because I knew the time I was exhausted was the only time I had.”
“I was a really fat adolescent. I weighed well over 200 lbs. I was always depressed. I was in this ‘punk rock,’ ‘fuck the jock,’ kind of ethos. I looked down on sports culture. But we had a compulsory weight training course during my freshman year of high school. At first I hated it. Absolutely hated it. But the teacher was this terrifying, hulking man. So I followed his instructions. He gave me a sheet of exercises, and I checked off all the boxes. And afterwards I felt amazing. I don’t think PE teachers get enough credit. He changed my life. He forced me to discover the high you get from physical activity. And exercise has been my medicine ever since. Right now I’m working as a bike messenger. I ride about twenty miles a day. It’s not even financially necessary because I own my own company. But it takes the energy out of my weird thoughts. It keeps me from honing in on the negative aspects of my life. Things are good right now. I'm very lucky. And that becomes clear to me when I'm physically engaged. So I always keep moving. I'm literally cycling away from my depression, and it works."
“Adults guess and assume that I’m not going to understand things just because I’m a little kid. And it can be frustrating. Cause, like, I really want to know stuff. Or even when they do talk to me about things, they’ll always try to ‘tone it down to my level.’ They especially avoid the heavy themes like sex and death and cannibalism and stuff. But that’s stuff I want to talk about. I’m really fascinated by the Donner Party. The entire expedition– really. What did it feel like to eat people that you knew? I’m also fascinated by how the human mind deals with death. It’s like people shut down the idea of death completely, and insist that heaven and hell are places after death. But death is death. And everyone after death is dead, because consciousness is just your brain. And even if there is evidence of life after death, it’s difficult to assess. We’re going to be incredibly biased toward any information that suggests there’s something more. Because we are so desperate to believe it.”