I think about these books constantly. I press them on good friends, whispering, "This book ruined my life." I read them to stave off anxiety attacks and cure bad moods. These aren't long-time favorites that I've collected throughout my life, but more recent volumes that I've read over the last two years. These are the stories I need right now, the ones that reassure me I'm on the right track.
I have hazy memories of exactly when I read each of the Harry Potter books, but I remember Order of the Phoenix clearly: In sixth grade, I was finishing the last few chapters of OOTP in my room before my mom drove me to school. In chapter 37, following Sirius' death, Harry meets with Dumbledore to discuss the prophecy and ends up tearing apart Dumbledore's office. I started sobbing on the floor of my bedroom. My mom knew I was upset when I got in the car, but she made me go to school anyway.
While working on a DIY project, I trolled the internet for ideas and found a list of inspirational Walk the Moon lyrics. I am nothing if not a copycat, hence this post.