Jill: So you feel like everyone else is moving forward and you're just standing still?
Tim: Maybe.
Jill: Like life is just meaningless, without hope... You're like a shell of the man you once were.
Tim: I'm not a shell.
Jill: You're full of desperation, pain.
Tim: I'm not full of desperation! Honey! I get the point. It's not quite that bad.
Jill: OK.