I have had the same friends since college, although as time has gone on, the daily nature of those relationships has changed, such that it is not daily at all. Elizabeth Wurtzel changecollegedaily Change image and share on social
Everything good takes a great amount of effort. Like, things went wrong with 'Prozac Nation' so much, and it went through so many rejections and incarnations, but I felt so much that it needed to exist. But if I hadn't been so persistent and insistent, it wouldn't have happened. Elizabeth Wurtzel amounteffortexist share on social
Am I worried people will say I'm repeating myself? Sure. One thought I had was to publish it as a novel but eventually I just decided to do what I wanted to do. Elizabeth Wurtzel decideeventuallypeople Change image and share on social
The men have piled up in my past, have fallen trenchantly through my life, like an avalanche that doesn't mean to kill but is going to bury me alive just the same. Elizabeth Wurtzel aliveavalanchebury Change image and share on social
I've calmed down. Looking back, I was engaged more in dramas than I was in relationships. I've spent a lot of my life being in it for the plot, and I don't do that anymore. I'm satisfied. I'm not competing with myself. I accomplished things I wanted to do, so everything I do now is because I want to, not because I'm trying to prove something. Elizabeth Wurtzel accomplishanymoreback share on social
I am fortunate to have been well paid for an almost pathological honesty. Elizabeth Wurtzel fortunatehonestypathological Change image and share on social
You don't even have to hate to have a perfectly miserable time. Elizabeth Wurtzel hatemiserableperfectly Change image and share on social
I'm a huge Springsteen fan, and yet if either he or Bob Dylan had to be erased from the world's hard drive, I would save Bob Dylan's work for sure - he's the greater talent, and by leaps and bounds and skyscrapers and rocket blasts. But Bob Dylan is an alien to his public. Elizabeth Wurtzel alienblastbob share on social
That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end. The fog is like a cage without a key. Elizabeth Wurtzel cagecompounddaily share on social