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Elizabeth Wurtzel

Elizabeth Lee Wurtzel (born July 31, 1967) is an American writer and journalist, known for publishing her best-selling memoir Prozac Nation, at the age of 26. She holds a BA in comparative literature from Harvard College and a JD from Yale Law School.

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I start to feel like I can't maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is.

Life, Stupid, Wish, Wrong

I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on.

Brain, Happens, Heart, Love, Turns

Everything's plastic, we're all going to die sooner or later, so what does it matter.

Die, Doe, Matter, Plastic, Prozac Nation

Everything's plastic, we're all gonna die.

Die, Dies, Gonna, Plastic

A deeply true, wholly aching account of the dangerous way we live now--LOVE JUNKIE is great fun to read, and finally fully redemptive. Rachel Resnick brings a light, delightful touch to a hard subject, and creates a great, relatable, readable memoir.

Account, Fun, Light, Rachel, Readable, Way

Age is a terrible avenger. The lessons of life give you so much to work with, but by the time you've got all this great wisdom, you don't get to be young anymore.

Age, Giving, Lessons, Life Lesson, Work

Sometimes I think that I was forced to withdraw into depression because it was the only rightful protest I could throw in the face of a world that said it was alright for people to come and go as they please, that there were simply no real obligations left.

Depression, Forced, Real, Thinking

Oh, Ma, you're looking at all the trees, and I'm not even in the forest.

Forest, Forests, Looking, Tree, Trees

Embrace fanaticism. Harness joie de vivre by pursuing insane interests, consuming passions, and constant sources of gratification that do not depend on the approval of others

Approval Of Others, Gratification, Insane, Interests, Passion, Sources

if only my whole life could be words and music, if only everything else could slip away.

Life, Music, Slips, Whole, Whole Life, Words And Music

Some friends don't understand this. They don't understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you're wonderful just the way you are. They don't understand that I can't remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about If you loved me you would.

Depression, Fall, Friends, Fun, Lying, Support

I have studiously tried to avoid ever using the word 'madness' to describe my condition. Now and again, the word slips out, but I hate it. 'Madness' is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting, too literary, too interesting in its connotations, to convey the boredom, the slowness, the dreariness, the dampness of depression.

Boredom, Depression, Exciting, Hate

Pick a man, any man. Every guy I fall for becomes Jesus Christ within the first twenty-four hours of our relationship. I know that this happens, I see it happening, I even feel myself, sometimes, standing at some temporal crossroads, some distinct moment at which I can walk away and keep it from happening, but I never do. I grab at everything, I end up with nothing, and then I feel bereft. I mourn for the loss of something I never even had.

Fall, Grab, Guy, Jesus, Loss, Standing

Sometimes, I get so consumed by depression that it is hard to believe that the whole world doesn't stop and suffer with me.

Believe, Consumed, Stop, Suffering, World

The measure of mindfulness, the touchstone for sanity in this society, is our level of productivity, our attention to responsibility, our ability to plain and simple hold down a job.

Down, Hold, Jobs, Level, Responsibility, Simple

The biggest problem that women have is being ambivalent about their own power,. . . We should be comfortable with the idea of wielding power. We shouldn't feel that it detracts from our femininity.

Comfortable, Ideas, Problem, Wielding, Wielding Power

I was meant to date the captain of the football team, I was going to be on a romantic excursion every Saturday night, I was destined to be collecting corsages from every boy in town before prom, accepting such floral offerings like competing sacrifices to a Delphic goddess.

Captain, Football, Sacrifice, Team, Town

I was so scared to give up depression, fearing that somehow the worst part of me was actually all of me.

Actually, Giving, Giving Up, Part, Scared, Somehow

Ritalin abuse is a big issue in the US.

Abuse, Big, Issue, Issues, Literature

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.

Depression, Gay, Green, Nation, White

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