Ilsa J.Bick

You think pain can‘t be any more horrible than that.

Until you discover that the well is bottomless. There‘s always more. A different kind of pain, maybe, but more and much, much worse.

This is just like the ward. I inched a little lower in my seat. Don’t shout, don’t make a fuss, smile at the doctor and we’ll all be just fine

You see me, I see you, but we inhabit different bodies of water. You can‘t touch me, and I can‘t touch you and that‘s just fine.