“I didn’t know how to communicate my suffering to anyone else. My anger was returning. I was screaming for help, but the language I was speaking no one seemed to understand.” — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“A long time ago I realized that, as psychiatrists, we had to have a healthy respect for our own humanness, and our own smallness… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“Over and over I had to reassure her. “You hate me,” she would say. “Lori, I don’t hate you. I love you.” Finally it… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“If you decide you have to kill yourself,” he said, “in the last second before you act, picture my face. Listen to me giving… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“When I was up she taught me to recognize the feeling and savor it. “Remember how good you feel now,” she said. “There will… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know how to communicate my suffering to anyone else. My anger was returning. I was screaming for help, but the language I… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“I felt hopeless. I was never going to get better. All I was doing was spending time that was really wasted since I was… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
“Even though the Voices were far more intense in the hospital than before, in some ways they were less frightening. When I was in… — Lori Schiller Copy Share Image
