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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?

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Elizabeth Wurtzel
Age: 52 †
Born: 1967
Born: July 31
Died: 2020
Died: January 7
Autobiographer
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New York City
New York
Elizabeth Lee Wurtzel
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Divorce has taught us how to sleep with friends, sleep with enemies, and then act like it's all perfectly normal in the morning.
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homesickness is just a state of mind for me. i'm always missing someone or someplace or something, i'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.
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Sometimes, I get so consumed by depression that it is hard to believe that the whole world doesn't stop and suffer with me.
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I believe women who are supported by men are prostitutes, that is that, and I am heartbroken to live through a time where Wall Street money means these women are not treated with due disdain.
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The most likely person to kill you is your wife, but that probably won't happen. What probably will happen is a million little betrayals of varying degrees of pain, brought on by people you love, the only ones who really can hurt you.
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I’ve been looking for a feeling like that everywhere I go. I’ve been waiting for someone to see all the good in me at every truck stop and intersection along the way. I’ve been waiting all my life for the moment to arrive when I can just stop. Stop looking
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In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression.
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I'll see Naomi Wolf on television periodically, I have nothing against her and what she says, but I'll feel that she's a politician, like she's got an agenda to get across and that she doesn't always say what's really true or exactly what she feels.
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In the meantime, I could withdraw to my room, could hide and sleep as if I were dead
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Sometimes it feels like we're all living in a Prozac nation. The United States of Depression.
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I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony.
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That's what it's like in my head all the time, constant snow, constant weather patterns of all sorts - blizzards, cyclones.
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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
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Feminism is a good venue for getting yourself across as much as for getting your point across.
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I am fortunate to have been well paid for an almost pathological honesty.
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Even if I remember the first time perfectly, I don't remember the beginning at all. I mean: the beginning of addiction. It's hard to say when it becomes a problem it sneaks up on you like a sun shower.
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I come from a family of screamers. If they are trying to express any emotion or idea beyond pass the salt, it comes in shrieks.
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Its the people you are close to, the ones who love you, the ones who have seen your heart, who have touched your soul - to them, it is obvious that something is wrong or missing. Your heart and soul are missing. They feel it. It hurts them. It kills them.
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I wasn't just the madwoman in the attic--I was the attic itself. The past was all over me, all under me, all inside me.
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