In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the product of that struggle is the...
But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.
People don't know. We don't know ourselves so we tell ourselves what we really know is other people. We could say the depth of pain we feel for the lovers who've left us is because we knew them so wel...
In hindsight, I have no idea why he was ever with me. He thought highly of my breasts. And . . . that's it, I think.
Bad people very often do one good thing.
Is it needy? It's not. We don't need each other. We just really, really enjoy each other. And we're good together. We're good people together. And I have the funniest feeling. I can really, truly touc...
Accepting the presidency, Barack introduces my best friend of sixteen years, the love of my life, Michelle Obama and I think I will pass out. That, right there, is love in action.
The goal was to get sane, to get whole, to be complete enough to support someone else.
Since I’m a cat who doesn’t know what I am, I wear track pants with old-skool Nikes but Gina Lollobrigida skintight sweaters. I am caught between childhood and va-va-voom.
What people don't understand when you've already been a suicide and pulled through is that after the sadness comes fear: Where is my mind going with this? I don't want to die. I do not want to die. Wh...
Men and the pursuit of them are strongly intertwined with my mental health. I would say, in my defensive defense, that the problem with being a serial monogamist is, there isn't anybody random or unim...
I never lie I am a blatantly truthful person about almost everything. My addiction (or disease as some call it) always lies. I have had very good relationships, but the addict in me always fucked the...
You may right now be nursing a broken heart. Friends will say, "Aren't you glad you had the experience anyway?" And you may say "No." Eventually, unbelievably, you may not remember the boy that trigge...
You want to know, but are afraid to ask, whether or not I found someone. If there could be anyone to fill that hole in my heart after I lost him. I did. Life is futile, says my new therapist, Michaela...
My radar, after all these years of sanity, is still off when it comes to what people do or don't mean.
If killing yourself is not an option anymore, you have to sink into the darkness instead, and make something out of it.
When I come home from school, I take my Doc Martens off and put on fake satin mules with the marabou trim, slip into my dressing gown and my movie, and I feel serene. I hold a glass of Coke to my chee...
We're born alone and we die alone, but we get to travel with people along the way, and if you get lucky, you have a worthy consort.
Dr. R scratches out a note on his pad.Losing you both was only the practice pain, wasn't it? For my mum and dad...He puts his finger on his lips, his elbow at his chest, not racked with cancer. Yes.An...
When he kisses me, I cry. I explain it's not because I wish he were someone else, it's because it's such a shock to the system to be desired after feeling so completely abandoned.