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  • #1
    Sylvia Plath
    “Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
    sylvia plath

  • #2
    Sylvia Plath
    “I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
    I lift my lids and all is born again.
    (I think I made you up inside my head.)”
    Sylvia Plath

  • #3
    Sylvia Plath
    “And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #4
    Sylvia Plath
    “Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #5
    Sylvia Plath
    “If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
    You leave the same impression
    Of something beautiful, but annihilating.”
    Sylvia Plath, Ariel: The Restored Edition

  • #6
    Sylvia Plath
    “The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #7
    Marsha M. Linehan
    “People with BPD are like people with third degree burns over 90% of their bodies. Lacking emotional skin, they feel agony at the slightest touch or movement.”
    Marsha Linehan

  • #8
    “I couldn’t trust my own emotions. Which emotional reactions were justified, if any? And which ones were tainted by the mental illness of BPD? I found myself fiercely guarding and limiting my emotional reactions, chastising myself for possible distortions and motivations. People who had known me years ago would barely recognize me now. I had become quiet and withdrawn in social settings, no longer the life of the party. After all, how could I know if my boisterous humor were spontaneous or just a borderline desire to be the center of attention? I could no longer trust any of my heart felt beliefs and opinions on politics, religion, or life. The debate queen had withered. I found myself looking at every single side of an issue unable to come to any conclusions for fear they might be tainted. My lifelong ability to be assertive had turned into a constant state of passivity.”
    Rachel Reiland, Get Me Out of Here: My Recovery from Borderline Personality Disorder

  • #9
    “To stave off the panic associated with the absence of a primary object, borderline patients frequently will impulsively engage in behaviors that numb the panic and establish contact with and control over some new object.”
    Christine Ann Lawson, Understanding the Borderline Mother

  • #10
    Shannon L. Alder
    “Never give up on someone with a mental illness. When "I" is replaced by "We", illness becomes wellness.”
    Shannon L. Alder

  • #11
    “In the life cycle of an intense emotion, if it isn't acted upon, it eventually peaks and then decreases. But as Dr. Linehan explains, people with BPD have a different physiological experience with this process because of three key biological vulnerabilities (1993a): First, we're highly sensitive to emotional stimuli (meaning we experience social dynamics, the environment, and our own inner states with an acuteness similar to having exposed nerve endings). Second, we respond more intensely and much more quickly, than other people. And third, we don't 'come down' from our emotions for a long time. One the nerves have been touched, the sensations keep peaking. Shock waves of emotion that might pass through others in minutes keep cresting in us for hours, sometimes days.”
    Kiera Van Gelder

  • #12
    “You survived by seizing every tiny drop of love you could find anywhere, and milking it, relishing it, for all it was worth. And as you grew up, you sought love, anywhere you could find it, whether it was a teacher or a coach or a friend or a friend's parents. You sought those tiny droplets of love, basking in them when you found them. They sustained you. For all these years, you've lived under the illusion that somehow, you made it because you were tough enough to overpower the abuse, the hatred, the hard knocks of life. But really you made it because love is so powerful that tiny little doses of it are enough to overcome the pain of the worst things life can dish out. Toughness was a faulty coping mechanism you devised to get by. But, in reality, it has been your ability to never give up, to keep seeking love, and your resourcefulness to make that love last long enough to sustain you. That is what has gotten you by.”
    Rachel Reiland, Get Me Out of Here: My Recovery from Borderline Personality Disorder

  • #13
    Jerold J. Kreisman
    “The theologian Paul Tillich wrote that "loneliness can be conquered only by those who can bear solitude." Because the borderline finds solitude so difficult to tolerate, she is trapped in a relentless metaphysical loneliness from which the the only relief comes from of the physical presence of others. So she will often rush to singles bars or with crowded haunts, often with disappointing--or even violent--results.”
    Jerold J. Kreisman, I Hate You—Don't Leave Me: Understanding the Borderline Personality

  • #14
    “The borderline Queen experiences what therapists call "oral greediness". The desperate hunger of the borderline Queen is akin to the behavior of an infant who had gone too long between feelings. Starved, frustrated, and beyond the ability to calm of soothe herself, she grabs, flails, and wails until at last the nipple is planted securely and perhaps too deeply in her mouth. She coughs, gags, chokes, and spits, eyeing the elusive breast like a wolf guarding her food. Similarity, the Queen holds on to what is hers, taking more than she could use, in case it might be taken away prematurely.”
    Christine Ann Lawson, Understanding the Borderline Mother

  • #15
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Scar tissue has no character. It's not like skin. It doesn't show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It's like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what's beneath. That's why we grow it; we have something to hide. ”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #16
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herself, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #17
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Lunatics are similar to designated hitters. Often an entire family is crazy, but since an entire family can't go into the hospital, one person is designated as crazy and goes inside. Then, depending on how the rest of the family is feeling that person is kept inside or snatched out, to prove something about the family's mental health.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #18
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #19
    Susanna Kaysen
    “As far as I could see, life demanded skills I didn't have.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #20
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Was everybody seeing this stuff and acting as though they weren't? Was insanity just a matter of dropping the act?”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #21
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Emptiness and boredom: what an understatement. What I felt was complete desolation. Desolation, despair, and depression.
    Isn't there some other way to look at this? After all, angst of these dimensions is a luxury item. You need to be well fed, clothes, and housed to have time for this much self-pity.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #22
    Susanna Kaysen
    “My family had a lot of characteristics - achievements, ambitions, talents, expectations - that all seemed to be recessive in me.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #23
    Susanna Kaysen
    “In a strange way we were free. We'd reached the end of the line. We had nothing more to lose. Our privacy, our liberty, our dignity: all of this was gone and we were stripped down to the bare bones of our selves”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #24
    Susanna Kaysen
    “In the parallel universe the laws of physics are suspended.
    What goes up does not necessarily come down, a body at rest does not tend to stay at
    rest and not every action can be counted on to provoke an equal and opposite reaction.
    Time, 'too, is different. It may run in circles, flow backward, skip about from now to
    then. The very arrangement of molecules is fluid: Tables can be clocks, faces,
    flowers.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #25
    Susanna Kaysen
    “For many of us, the hospital was as much a refuge as it was a prison. Though we were cut off from the world and all the trouble we enjoyed stirring up out there, we were also cut off from the demands and expectations that had driven us crazy. What could be expected of us now that we were stowed away in a loony bin?”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #26
    Susanna Kaysen
    “The world didn't stop because we weren't in it anymore.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #27
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Smile and the world smiles with you, cry and you cry alone.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #28
    Susanna Kaysen
    “I got better and Daisy didn't and I can't explain why. Maybe I was just flirting with madness the way I flirted with my teachers and my classmates. I wasn't convinced I was crazy, though I feared I was. Some people say that having any conscious opinion on the matter is a mark of sanity, but I'm not sure that's true.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #29
    Marya Hornbacher
    “You never come back, not all the way. Always there is an odd distance between you and the people you love and the people you meet, a barrier thin as the glass of a mirror, you never come all the way out of the mirror; you stand, for the rest of your life, with one foot in this world and no one in another, where everything is upside down and backward and sad.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #30
    Marya Hornbacher
    “We turn skeletons into goddesses and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia



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