| "rock bottom is everything out of focus. it's a failure of vision, a failure to see the world as it is, to see the good in what it is, and only to wonder why the hell things look the way they do and not- and not some other way. as if there were any way that might look right from behind that depressive fog. it's not as if i hadn't tried to make things work with a man who was nothing like noah... and this sad discovery makes me see what a fresh hell i have landed in. no man is going to solve my problems, no one can rescue me... years ago, many many moons ago, back in high school or maybe even earlier, there was a chance that solid love might have penetrated the fumes of my mind and made me feel just a little bit all right. but by the time i got to england, it was too late."
- elizabeth wurtzel, prozac nation |