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.

Feminism is a good venue for getting yourself across as much as for getting your point across.

In a typical mental health catch-22, the alienating nature of depression tends to keep its sufferers from finding their way to the very support groups that might help them.

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.

Belief is a good thing in principle, but an annoying thing in human beings.

That's what it's like in my head all the time, constant snow, constant weather patterns of all sorts - blizzards, cyclones.

They can give you all the pills on earth and do whatever - and you're still yourself.