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  • #1
    Alexandra Katehakis
    “The process of dissociation is an elegant mechanism built into the human psychological system as a form of escape from (sometimes literally) going crazy. The problem with checking out so thoroughly is that it can leave us feeling dead inside, with little or no ability to feel our feelings in our bodies. The process of repair demands a re-association with the body, a commitment to dive into the body and feel today what we couldn’t feel yesterday because it was too dangerous.”
    Alexandra Katehakis, Mirror of Intimacy: Daily Reflections on Emotional and Erotic Intelligence

  • #2
    “The return of the voices would end in a migraine that made my whole body throb. I could do nothing except lie in a blacked-out room waiting for the voices to get infected by the pains in my head and clear off.

    Knowing I was different with my OCD, anorexia and the voices that no one else seemed to hear made me feel isolated, disconnected. I took everything too seriously. I analysed things to death. I turned every word, and the intonation of every word over in my mind trying to decide exactly what it meant, whether there was a subtext or an implied criticism. I tried to recall the expressions on people’s faces, how those expressions changed, what they meant, whether what they said and the look on their faces matched and were therefore genuine or whether it was a sham, the kind word touched by irony or sarcasm, the smile that means pity.
    When people looked at me closely could they see the little girl in my head, being abused in those pornographic clips projected behind my eyes?
    That is what I would often be thinking and such thoughts ate away at the façade of self-confidence I was constantly raising and repairing.

    (describing dissociative identity disorder/mpd symptoms)”
    Alice Jamieson, Today I'm Alice: Nine Personalities, One Tortured Mind

  • #3
    Gregory Maguire
    “Indeed, she often wondered if she were dead, or dying from the inside out, and that was the root of her calm, the reason she could surrender her character.”
    Gregory Maguire, A Lion Among Men

  • #4
    “Without realizing it, I fought to keep my two worlds separated. Without ever knowing why, I made sure, whenever possible that nothing passed between the compartmentalization I had created between the day child and the night child.
    p26”
    Marilyn Van Derbur, Miss America By Day: Lessons Learned From Ultimate Betrayals And Unconditional Love

  • #5
    “Why did I allow the abuse to continue? Even as a teenager?
    I didn’t.
    Something that had been plaguing me for years now made sense. It was like the answer to a terrible secret. The thing is, it wasn’t me in my bed, it was Shirley who lay the wondering if that man was going to come to her room, pull back the cover and push his penis into her waiting mouth it was Shirley. I remembered watching her, a skinny little thing with no breasts and a dark resentful expression. She was angry. She didn’t want this man in her room doing the things he did, but she didn’t know how to stop it. He didn’t beat her, he didn’t threaten her. He just looked at her with black hypnotic eyes and she lay back with her legs apart thinking about nothing at all.
    And where was I? I stood to one side, or hovered overhead just below the ceiling, or rode on a magic carpet. I held my breath and watched my father pushing up and down inside Shirley’s skinny body.”
    Alice Jamieson, Today I'm Alice: Nine Personalities, One Tortured Mind

  • #6
    “Dissociation, in a general sense, refers to a rigid separation of parts of experiences, including somatic experiences, consciousness, affects, perception, identity, and memory. When there is a structural dissociation, each of the dissociated self-states has at least a rudimentary sense of "I" (Van der Hart et al., 2004). In my view, all of the environmentally based "psychopathology" or problems in living can be seen through this lens.”
    Elizabeth F. Howell, The Dissociative Mind

  • #7
    Clemantine Wamariya
    “I could no longer discern what was real and what was fake. Everything, including the present, seemed to be both too much and nothing at all.”
    Clemantine Wamariya, The Girl Who Smiled Beads: A Story of War and What Comes After

  • #8
    Helena  Fox
    “Here I am, in borrowed bones, in makeshift skin, looking out it eyes that are a construct, breathing with lungs that are only a step–a basic rearrangement–away from leaves. How funny, to have a body when I am not a body? How funny, to be inside when I am outside.”
    Helena Fox, How It Feels to Float

  • #9
    “It is a rare person who can cut himself off from mediate and immediate relations with others for long spaces of time without undergoing a deterioration in personality.”
    Harry Stack Sullivan, The Interpersonal Theory of Psychiatry

  • #10
    Mi-ran Isaacs
    “The darkness in me could not stand the light any longer. It wanted to escape, vanish without a trace to a place where it could not be seen. But I could not let it happen; I could not let it run, I’m giving it no choice. It was going to ride itself out and face the truth it doesn’t want to know. It was to face itself in the mirror of hope, of despair. I gave the darkness no choice. It was to turn back into the light.”
    Faheemah Isaacs, A Warrior's Heart

  • #11
    Knut Hamsun
    “I had no pain--my hunger had taken the edge off it. In its stead I felt pleasantly empty, untouched by everything around me, and glad not to be noticed by any one. I put my feet up on the seat and leant back. Thus I could best appreciate the well-being of perfect isolation. There was not a cloud on my mind, not a feeling of discomfort, and so far as my thought reached, I had not a whim, not a desire unsatisfied. I lay with open eyes, in a state of utter absence of mind. I felt myself charmed away.”
    Knut Hamsun, Hunger

  • #12
    Charles Bukowski
    “there is a place in the heart that
    will never be filled

    a space

    and even during the
    best moments
    and
    the greatest times
    times

    we will know it

    we will know it
    more than
    ever

    there is a place in the heart that
    will never be filled
    and

    we will wait
    and
    wait

    in that space.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #13
    Richelle Mead
    “Stop fighting me!" he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.

    He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.

    “Let go of me!” I yelled back.

    But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again.

    See, here’s the thing. In that moment before I let go, I really had been contemplating my death. I’d come to terms with it and accepted it. I also, however, had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free.

    I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you."

    Then I plunged the stake into his chest.

    It wasn’t as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one.

    "That’s what I was supposed to say. . .” he gasped out.

    Those were his last words.”
    Richelle Mead, Blood Promise

  • #14
    John Irving
    “When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.”
    John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany

  • #15
    J.D. Salinger
    “When you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody.”
    J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

  • #16
    Neil Gaiman
    “I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn't that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they'll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don't know. She probably didn't even know I was there. But I'll always love her. All my life.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 8: Worlds' End

  • #17
    Sylvia Plath
    “Dying
    Is an art, like everything else.
    I do it exceptionally well.
    I do it so it feels like hell.
    I do it so it feels real.
    I guess you could say I have a call.”
    Sylvia Plath, Ariel

  • #18
    J.K. Rowling
    “Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. He didn't realize that love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign… to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. It is in your very own skin. Quirrel, full of hatred, greed, and ambition, sharing his soul with Voldemort, could not touch you for this reason. It was agony to touch a person marked by something so good.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #19
    Jandy Nelson
    “My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath. I will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. That's just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.”
    Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere

  • #20
    Madeline Miller
    “I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.
    "Go," she says. "He waits for you."

    In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #21
    Markus Zusak
    “Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #22
    Amy Efaw
    “In case you didn't know, dead people don't bleed. If you can bleed-see it, feel it-then you know you're alive. It's irrefutable, undeniable proof. Sometimes I just need a little reminder.”
    Amy Efaw, After

  • #23
    Emilie Autumn
    “I cut myself because you wouldn't let me cry.
    I cried because you wouldn't let me speak.
    I spoke because you wouldn't let me shine.
    I shone because I thought you loved me...”
    Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

  • #24
    “When the black thing was at its worst, when the illicit cocktails and the ten-mile runs stopped working, I would feel numb as if dead to the world. I moved unconsciously, with heavy limbs, like a zombie from a horror film. I felt a pain so fierce and persistent deep inside me, I was tempted to take the chopping knife in the kitchen and cut the black thing out I would lie on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking about that knife and using all my limited powers of self-control to stop myself from going downstairs to get it.”
    Alice Jamieson, Today I'm Alice: Nine Personalities, One Tortured Mind

  • #25
    Emily Giffin
    “Hush little baby, Dont you cry, Dont cut your arms, Dont say goodbye. Put down that razor, Put down that light, It maybe hard but, You'll win this fight.”
    Emily Giffin

  • #26
    “Do you know that feeling? When everything you do seems like a struggle. Where you dont wanna leave the house because you know everyone is judging you. Where you cant even ask for directions in fear that they critise you. Where everyone always seems to be picking out your flaws. That feeling where you feel so damn sick for no reason.
    Do you know that feeling where you look in the mirror and completly hate what you see. When you grab handfuls and handfuls of fat and just want to cut it all off. That feeling when you see other beautiful girls and just wish you looked like them. When you compare yourself to everyone you meet. When you realise why no one ever showed intrest in you. That feeling where you become so self conscious you dont even turn up at school. That feeling when you feel so disappointed in who you are and everything you have become. That feeling when every bite makes you wanna be sick. When hunger is more satifying that food. The feeling of failure when you eat a meal.
    Do you know that feeling when you cant run as far as your class. Fear knowing that everyone thinks of you as the"Unfit FAT BITCH" That feeling when you just wanna let it all out but you dont wanna look weak. The fear you have in class when you dont understand something but your too afraid to ask for help. The feeling of being to ashamed to stand up for yourself.
    Do you know the feeling when your deepest fear becomes a reality. Fear that you will NEVER be good enough. When you feel as if you deserve all the pain you give yourself. When you finally understand why everyone hates you. FINALLY realising the harsh truth. Understanding that every cut, every burn, every bruise you have even given yourself, you deserved. In fact you deserved worse. That feeling when you believe you deserve constant and brutal pain.
    Do you know what it feels like to just want to give up. When you just want all the pain to end but you want it to continue? Or am i just insane”
    Anonymous.

  • #27
    Charlotte Eriksson
    “The sky was so blue I couldn’t look at it because it made me sad, swelling tears in my eyes and they dripped quietly on the floor as I got on with my day. I tried to keep my focus, ticked off the to-do list, did my chores. Packed orders, wrote emails, paid bills and rewrote stories,
    but the panic kept growing, exploding in my chest. Tears falling on the desk
    tick tick tick
    me not making a sound
    and some days I just don't know what to do. Where to go or who to see and I try to be gentle, soft and kind,
    but anxiety eats you up and I just want to be fine.”
    Charlotte Eriksson

  • #28
    “That's when I wanted to cut. I cut to quiet the cacophony. I cut to end this abstracted agony, to reel my selves back to one present and physical whole, whose blood was the proof of her tangibility.”
    Caroline Kettlewell, Skin Game

  • #29
    Carrie Hope Fletcher
    “One of the things that strikes me most though is how some people don't realise they're self-harming. The phrase 'self-harm' brings up thoughts of 'cutting', but that's only a small portion of it. When you drink excessively to drown your sorrows to the point you throw up and can't see straight and/or, like a girl at my school, ended up being driven to hospital to have her stomach pumped, you've brought harm to yourself. If you take drugs to feel numb and it becomes an addiction that you can't break, you've self-harmed. When you starve yourself or binge eat to fit the latest fashions, you're pushing your body further than it can go.
    We need to start treating ourselves how we deserve to be treated, even if you feel that no one else does. Prove to the world you ARE worth something by treating yourself with the utmost respect and hope that other people will follow your example. And even if they don't, at least one person in the world is treating you well: YOU.”
    Carrie Hope Fletcher, All I Know Now: Wonderings and Reflections on Growing Up Gracefully

  • #30
    Jessica Sorensen
    “I just let the pain take over, allowing it to numb the pain of being left behind.”
    Jessica Sorensen, The Coincidence of Callie & Kayden



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