I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong. Like all the drugs put together ā the lithium, the Prozac, the desipramine, and Desyrel that I take to sleep at night ā can no longer combat whatever it is that was wrong with me in the first place. I feel like a defective model.
Elizabeth WurtzelAs someone very sagely said during the parricide trials of the Menendez Brothers: anytime your kids kill you, you are at least partly to blame.
Elizabeth WurtzelBanned! My eyes light up, I think I see stars. Anything that has been banned by anyone must be something Iād like.
Elizabeth WurtzelI mean, if you were to find a shattered mirror, find all the pieces, all the shards and all the tiny chips, and have whatever skill and patience it took to put all that broken glass back together so that it was complete once again, the restored mirror would still be spiderwebbed with cracks, it would still be a useless glued version of its former self, which could show only fragmented reflections of anyone looking into it. Some things are beyond repair. And that was me.
Elizabeth Wurtzel