I cannot stand small talk, because I feel like theres an elephant
standing in the room shitting all over everything and nobody is saying
anything. I'm just dying to say, Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off
a brigde? or Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that
is going to swallow you? But you can't say that at a cocktail party.
—Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour
