I become one of those people who walks alone in the dark at night while others sleep or watch Mary Tyler Moore reruns or pull all-nighters to finish up some paper that's due first thing tomorrow. I always carry lots of stuff with me wherever I roam, always weighted down with books, with cassettes, with pens and paper, just in case I get the urge to sit down somewhere, and oh, I don't know, read something or write my masterpiece. I want all my important possessions, my worldly goods, with me at all times. I want to hold what little sense of home I have left with me always.
Elizabeth WurtzelAnd it seemed hard to believe that these people who were so close to me couldnโt see how desperate I was, or if they could they didnโt care enough to do anything about it, or if they cared enough to do anything about it they didnโt believe there was anything they could do, not knowingโor not wanting to knowโthat their belief might have been the thing that made the difference.
Elizabeth WurtzelBanned! My eyes light up, I think I see stars. Anything that has been banned by anyone must be something Iโd like.
Elizabeth WurtzelI was so scared to give up depression, fearing that somehow the worst part of me was actually all of me.
Elizabeth WurtzelThe desire to be seen as superior and singular- and, conversely, but similarly, inferior and individual, is a big topic...They have a term for the syndrome- it is called terminal uniqueness...we all refuse to be part of the crowd, to walk in the middle of the road in the safety of others. We all think were special. But the problem is, as I point out to Dr. Singer all the time, I actually am special.
Elizabeth Wurtzel