Marathe and Kate at Ryle's (p. 775)
‘I mean even before the mugging I was walking along soberly deciding how to kill myself, so it seems a little silly to worry about drinking.’
Context
Dropped mid-chatter, in the flat register of somebody reporting a chore: the Prospect St. trek — all that one-foot-then-the-other-foot — was also a suicide walk. A page on she gives it a duration: nine weeks of feeling "so bad I wanted to just about kill myself, both getting high and not."