Death is not treatment, even if it's medically facilitated.

I am not a snowflake. I am not a sweet, infantilising symbol of fragility and life. I am a strong, fierce, flawed adult woman. I plan to remain that way, in life and in death.

In general, our stance is that the greatest threat to a depressed person is to receive no treatment at all.

I plan to keep on doing the things they've taught me at Drug Treatment Court. I plan to stay away from drugs and the people I used to hang around with. I don't have time for that now. I got three beautiful boys to focus on.

Even those among us who are lucky enough to love our jobs would have to admit that at least part of the reason we work is to earn money. In between all this work, we like to eat out at restaurants, go on trips, buy nice things, not to mention pay rent and meet the cost of living.

Respond intelligently even to unintelligent treatment.