People are screwed up in this world. I’d rather be with someone screwed up and open about it than somebody perfect and…you know…ready to explode.
Once the music starts he goes right into the Jimmy-verse, banging against his washboard and letting it all hang out in a piercing falsetto that’s surprisingly on key. The thing is, he doesn’t sing I S...
If placebo effects were this good, they should just make placebos the way to treat depression—maybe that’s what they did; maybe Zoloft was cornstarch.
I've started to think it must just be chemistry, in which case we're looking for the Shift and we haven't found it yet.
I'm jealous of her. Can you be jealous of your mom for being able to handle things? I couldn't take a day off, take a dog to the vet, and cook dinner. That's like three times too much stuff for me to...
I'm glad you came here and got the help you needed, Neil says, and he shakes my hand in that way that people do in here to remind themselves that you're the patient and they're the doctor/volunteer/ e...
I click END. I think it’s a little harsh how the END button is red.
I ask the nurse wrapping up her dispensing duties if I need any meds, and she says I'm not scheduled for any. I ask her if I can have some. She asks what I need them for. I tell her, to deal with this...
He asked the class how many of us were taking computer science, and everybody but me and this one girl who didn’t speak English raised their hands.
Depression starts slow.
Because if you keep living like this you'll die.
And I could have died right then. And considering how things went, I really should have.
Never touching, never talking, just smiling and keeping our eyes locked.
This is another trick of shrinks. They never let you stop in midthought. If you open your mouth, they want to know exactly what you had the intention of saying. The party line is that some of the most...
That's worst than gonerreha, man!
One thing I've learnt recently: how to think nothing. Here's the trick: don't have any interest in the world around you, don't have any hope for the future, and be warm.
No, mom says, looking at me in the eyes. What's a triumph is that you woke up this morning and decided to LIVE. THAT'S a triumph. that's what you did today.
It wasn't meant to be. Or maybe it was meant not to be.
I was lying to this person; that meant we really knew each other.
I was already obsessed. The test had offended me by giving me questions I couldn’t answer. I intended to kill it.