No one who had never been depressed like me could imagine that the pain could get so bad that death became a star to hitch up to, a fantasy of peace someday which seemed better than any life with all this noise in my head.
Elizabeth WurtzelAm I worried people will say I'm repeating myself? Sure. One thought I had was to publish it as a novel but eventually I just decided to do what I wanted to do.
Elizabeth WurtzelSometimes I wish I could walk around with a HANDLE WITH CARE sign stuck to my forehead.
Elizabeth Wurtzel