Corey Ann Haydu > Quotes

“Torture: knowing something makes no sense, but doing it anyways.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“It's like, I'm scared and there're a lot of ugly things, but I'd rather be shipwrecked on this lovely island than safe in a sad, gray cell.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“...The human mind is a complicated place...We hold on to things, images, words, ideas, histories that we don't even know we're holding on to.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“I guess I wonder what it would be like, to be living their live instead of mine.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“Carrying all of these thoughts is downright heavy.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“Feelings are like blankets, covering you up so you can't see clearly, or like mazes you can too easily get lost inside. I am terrified of getting lost.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“I try Dr. Pat's breathing exercises but they're not working because my entire mind is focused on keeping myself glued to the couch. I don't want to move any closer to the bathroom just in case. But I hate myself for the thought. I know it's not right or normal. I know I'm not simply some cute quirky girl like Beck says, and every moment I can't get off the couch is a moment that makes me one level crazier. That heavy, pre-crying feeling floods my sinuses and I drop my head from the weight of it. Cover my face with my hands long enough to get out a cry or two. Because there is nothing, nothing worse than not being able to undo the crazy thoughts. I ask them to leave, but they won't. I try to ignore them, but the only thing that works is giving in to them.

Torture: knowing something makes no sense, doing it anyway.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“If you love someone and they vanish, you are left nodding like a zombie and throwing teacups at a wall.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“I think of everything and I'm pretty sure if I could use my organizational skills for something else, like wildlife survival kits or preparing people for nuclear warfare, I'd be a millionaire. Or at the very least actually a useful human being.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“Therapists. Always asking the same questions over and over in slightly different ways. They are, like, the Ultimate Thesauruses.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“I can’t quite figure out the difference between loving someone and loving things about them.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“You never know what’s going to be in the garden in June when you’re looking at it in January.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“I see my mother exactly as she is – sad and strong, tense and trying.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“I close my eyes and make a wish that I'll stop having OCD so that I can be a decent friend again. If I want it badly enough, hopefully it will come true.”
― Corey Ann Haydu

“It feels like giving up.
It feels like falling into bed after an all-night rave.
It feels that right.
It's surrender. It's that thing I have been searching for.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“Hearts expand to fit more love in them over time . You think there can't possibly be anymore room but there always is.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“I want to know if we are the same, in the moments when we’re stripped bare.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“An ache is just an ache: something that settles into your heart and reminds you that love is there even if the person you love isn't.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, Eventown

“We’re all a little broken, on the sidewalk. On the street. In the city.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“It’s incredible how small the English language gets when you’re trying to make it fix something.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“I am a vacation. I am the Caribbean, and a fruity drink and a sunburn and a break from real life. But I am not real life. No one lives in the Caribbean. No one wants a fruity drink every day. I’d rather be water: necessary.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, Life by Committee

“I was usually on xylophone. On my worst days she gave me a wooden block and a drumstick and tried to convince me that was a valid musical instrument.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, Eventown

“We're goddamn witches. Don't tell us we can't.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, Ever Cursed

“This is another awful truth of losing people you love: everyone needs something different. And the needs almost never match up.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“Sometimes words I think are small come out big.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“We are our mothers’ daughters, are we not?”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“Sometimes I think feelings are bigger than people. More powerful. They make people do things that can't be undone. I used to think feelings were part of a person, but lately I've been thinking they are separate beings, that they come like aliens and invade people's bodies and cause destruction.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, Eventown

“If I didn't know better, I'd think I suffer from some sort of Tourette's-autism hybrid, but Dr. Pat insists I can control the impulse to say whatever pops into my head. That it's, like, a defensive mechanism, not a biological imperative. Therapists think everything is a defense mechanism. Just my thinking that in my head, right now, is a defense mechanism.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, OCD Love Story

“We don’t smile, but we something. We something. It hurts, the way a deep connection to someone who isn’t yours sometimes does.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love

“Love is insanity, apparently.”
― Corey Ann Haydu, The Careful Undressing of Love