But there was an odd satisfaction in being left behind. It felt like I had a place only for myself where no one else could see or hear me. It was safe to be behind in the mad race of people trying to get ahead of each other. I could softly cradle my flaws alone in the comfort of silence. I told myself I could not find such a place at the top, where everyone in the world was fighting to be.

- Allie; attorney mental disorders