That’s the nice thing about dreams, the way you wake up before you fall. — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
And yet you are all that you have, so you must be enough. There is no other way. — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
My parents say that even as a very, very little kid, the way that I acted was dramatically different from other little… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
But in some ways, the most significant choices one makes in life are done for reasons that are not all that dramatic,… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
And so I went through the looking glass, stepped into the netherworld, where up is down and food is greed, where convex… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
I am often drawn to what appear at first to be 'dark' or 'difficult' subjects, but which, upon further examination, are always… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
When you're teaching creative nonfiction, it helps to have written about your life in a very open way, because you can say,… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
Madness is not what it seems. Time stops. All my life I've been obsessed with time, its motion and velocity, the way… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
Soon madness has worn you down. It’s easier to do what it says than argue. In this way, it takes over your… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
You never come back, not all the way. Always there is an odd distance between you and the people you love and… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
There is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or why or… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
Hospitalizations in general are blurry. The days are the same, precisely the same. Nothing changes. Life melts down to a simple progression… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
I don't think people realize, when they're just getting started on an eating disorder or even when they're in the grip of… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
I threw up again that night, half-afraid that my eyeballs would explode. But it was, by far, more important that I get… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
At times it may seem worse - harder, at least - to live through the despair of this loss without the temporary… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
“Something had been confirmed: I was worth giving a shit about; I was getting to be a successful sick person. Sick is when they… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
Because I'm not, in fact, depressed, Prozac makes me manic and numb - one of the reasons I slice my arm in the first… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
“perhaps our purpose is, for the time being, to be human, to live on this earth and in this human community, to receive something… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
I have never been normal about my body. It has always seemed to me a strange and foreign entity. I don't know that there… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
The joy is an absurd yellow tulip, popping up in my life, contradicting all the evidence that shows it should not be there. — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
“At a certain point, an eating disorder ceases to be "about" any one thing. It stops being about your family, or your culture. Very… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
You can't teach an ear, you can't teach talent, but you can teach people who have those things not to just fly by the… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
It's really interesting to me how all of us can experience the exact same event, and yet come away with wildly disparate interpretations of… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
“Being here, living now, recognizing our smallness, is a spiritual practice. It allows us to be at peace with our humanity. It humbles us… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
We think of bulimia and anorexia as either a bizarre psychosis, or as a quirky little habit, a phase, or as a thing that… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
The anoretic operates under the astounding illusion that she can escape the flesh, and, by association, the realm of emotions. — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
If I had been a different sort of person, maybe less impressionable, less intense, less fearful, less utterly dependent upon the perceptions of others… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
“Every morning I watched the sun rise and read a highly religious little meditation book and tried having a conversation with God. I waited… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
My bones are brittle, my heart weak and erratic, my esophagus and stomach riddled with ulcers, my reproductive system shot, my immune system useless...… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
One really ought to be afraid of self-torture. But it tempted me. It begged. The dark place that my mind was fast becoming blends,… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share
