“I was afraid that loving the drunk story best meant some part of me still wanted to keep living it. And of course, some part of me did.”— Leslie Jamison, nytimes.com
“It was liberating to start imagining that there could be meaningful stories told about wreckage, sure, but also meaningful stories told about what it might mean to pull yourself out from under it: stories about showing up for work, for intimacy, for other people; stories about getting through ordina…”— Leslie Jamison, nytimes.com