Sometimes, I get so consumed by depression that it is hard to believe that the whole world doesn't stop and suffer with… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I wish there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
It didn’t and doesn’t turn out well. There is no happy ending to the story of sorrow if you are born with… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think that I was forced to withdraw into depression because it was the only rightful protest I could throw in… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I'm a huge Springsteen fan, and yet if either he or Bob Dylan had to be erased from the world's hard drive,… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I had a really hard time after 9/11. I was basically living across the street from the World Trade Center, and a… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“Rock bottom is an inability to cope with the commonplace that is so extreme it makes even the grandest and loveliest things… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
The brief relief of seeing other people when I leave my room turns into a desperate need to be alone, and then… — 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
