18/11/2009
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“Jesus, I wondered, what do you do with pain so bad it has no redeeming value? It cannot even be alchemized into art, into words, into something you can chalk up to an interesting experience because the pain itself its intensity, is so great that it has woven itself into your system so deeply that there is no way to objectify it or push it outside or find its beauty within. That is the pain I’m feeling now. It’s so bad, it’s useless. The only lesson I will ever derive from this pain is how bad pain can be.”
— Elizabeth Wurtzel (Prozac Nation) (via violethavok) (via phoenix-rose)
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13/11/2009
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“No matter if I ever got out of this depression alive, it made no difference because it had already fundamentally changed me.”
— Prozac Nation by Elizabeth Wurtzel (via girl-disappearing)
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11/11/2009
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“Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern, just the slow erosion of self, as insidious as cancer. And like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience; a room in hell with only your name on the door.”
— (via loveyourchaos) (via semicolonlove) (via christinels) (via roads2roam)
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10/11/2009
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10/10/2009
28/9/2009
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10:37
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“We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life and the often overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this - through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication - we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime.”
— Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness (via devilduck)
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