Elizabeth Wurtzel Quotes About Depression

Quotes about: Depression

• That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Pain, Being Sad

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.55, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Some friends don't understand this. They don't understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you're wonderful just the way you are. They don't understand that I can't remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about If you loved me you would.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Fun, Lying

• That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end. The fog is like a cage without a key.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Keys, Sight

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.179, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• If you are chronically down, it is a lifelong fight to keep from sinking

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Fighting, Sinking

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• It seemed like this was one big Prozac nation, one big mess of malaise. Perhaps the next time half a million people gather for a protest march on the White House green it will not be for abortion rights or gay liberation, but because we're all so bummed out.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Gay, Rights

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.311, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn't one I'll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it's worth it.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Happiness, Depression, Fighting

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.12, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Insanity is knowing that what you're doing is completely idiotic, but still, somehow, you just can't stop it.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Love, Depression, Knowing

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.110, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• At heart, I have always been a coper, I've mostly been able to walk around with my wounds safely hidden, and I've always stored up my deep depressive episodes for the weeks off when there was time to have an abbreviated version of a complete breakdown. But in the end, I'd be able to get up and on with it, could always do what little must be done to scratch by.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Heart, Scratches

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.127, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Mental illness is so much more complicated than any pill that any mortal could invent

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Pills, Mental Health

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.319, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• It is so hard to learn to put sadness in perspective so hard to understand that it is a feeling that comes in degrees, it can be a candle burning gently and harmlessly in your home, or it can be a full-fledged forest fire that destroy almost everything and is controlled by almost nothing. It can also be so much in-between

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Home, Sadness

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.306, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Depression is about as close as you get to somewhere between dead and alive, and it's the worst.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Alive, Worst

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.299, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Sometimes it feels like we're all living in a Prozac nation. The United States of Depression.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, United States, Sometimes

  "Prozac Nation". www.imdb.com. June 13, 2003.

• In my case, I was not frightened in the least bit at the thought that I might live because I was certain, quite certain, that I was already dead.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Might, Prozac Nation

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.30, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight!

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Sight, Fog

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.179, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I have studiously tried to avoid ever using the word 'madness' to describe my condition. Now and again, the word slips out, but I hate it. 'Madness' is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting, too literary, too interesting in its connotations, to convey the boredom, the slowness, the dreariness, the dampness of depression.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Hate, People

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.270, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Literature, Way

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.302, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Character, Offering

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.302, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Sometimes I think that I was forced to withdraw into depression because it was the only rightful protest I could throw in the face of a world that said it was alright for people to come and go as they please, that there were simply no real obligations left.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Real, Thinking

  Elizabeth Wurtzel (2014). “Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America”, p.172, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• People who think that Sylvia Plath was a poor, sensitive poet are not getting that she had great amounts of ambition and anger that moved her along, or she wouldn't have been able to fight against that depression to produce such an incredible body of work by the age of thirty.

  Elizabeth Wurtzel

  Depression, Ambition, Fighting

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