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.

They have no idea what a bottomless pit of misery I am.

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.

Because trying to see all sides, such an instinct is particularly Jewish.

In life, single women are the most vulnerable adults. In movies, they are given imaginary power.

I'm the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Because with every day that goes by, I feel myself becoming more and more invisible

And she keeps saying, how can you do this to me? And i want to scream, what do you mean, how can I do this to you? Aren't we confusing our pronouns here? The question, really, is How could I do this to myself?