Just as our parents quieted us when we were noisy by putting us in front of the television set, maybe we're now… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I have studiously tried to avoid ever using the word 'madness' to describe my condition. Now and again, the word slips out,… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression. Dr. Sterling was right about that. I loved it because… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
It seemed like this was one big Prozac nation, one big mess of malaise. Perhaps the next time half a million people… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight! — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong. Like all the drugs put together – the lithium, the Prozac,… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
No one who had never been depressed like me could imagine that the pain could get so bad that death became a… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
You know you've completely descended into madness when the matter of shampoo has ascended to philosophical heights. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Sometimes it feels like we're all living in a Prozac nation. The United States of Depression. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
That's the thing I want to make clear about depression: It's got nothing at all to do with life. In the course… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I'm the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Belief is a good thing in principle, but an annoying thing in human beings. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I can see that I imagine all kinds of rejection that never happens. I can see that I beg and plead for love that… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“...if you ask anyone in the throes of depression how he got there, to pin down the turning point, he'll never know. There is… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Its the people you are close to, the ones who love you, the ones who have seen your heart, who have touched your soul… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
if only my whole life could be words and music, if only everything else could slip away. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
What I would do to be Alice climbing through the looking glass, taking one of those pills that makes you small ... so small.… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Divorce has taught us how to sleep with friends, sleep with enemies, and then act like its all perfectly normal in the morning. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Just as our parents quieted us when we were noisy by putting us in front of the television set, maybe we're now learning to… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I am sick of the girl who cries 'wolf' all the time. Even though not one of those cries was ever a false alarm — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I'm lost in a loneliness that feels like forever ... like a solitude that never goes away. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
