Illness Quotes

Everyone wanted me to feed them that story—darkness to light, weakness to strength, broken to whole. I wanted it, too.

...all I could think about was how both sets of parents had needed to make their decision, on whether to medicate their child, in a scientific vacuum. (p. 35)

What other than mental illness spurs normal people to write prolifically? The chief cause is not quite illness, but nearly: love, especially unhappy love.

Cry wolf often enough and you eventually get eaten by the wolf, even if the wolf is you.

The shrinks call it Posttraumatic Stress Disorder. I call it hell. The demons are waiting in each corner, ready to drag me back to the battlefield.- Puncture Wounds (2014)

Those with dissociative disorders face a big enough battle living as multiples and dealing with past trauma. Like everyone else, they deserve to be heard and recognised, not stigmatised.

The only problem was, when your whole existence is something you have to cope with, you look back one day and find that your strategy has become a way of life.

The only time it's hopeless is when you're dead! Long as you're alive, you can get better - you can make it better.

I hear a siren and, if we weren’t already in a hospital, I would have assumed they were coming for nearly everyone in this room.

You see demons in the eyes of the world, and the world sees bottomless pit in yours.

I knew you were in charge of me but my mind broke on its own.

Narcissists often feign oppression because narcissists always feel entitled.

To actually accept that you have an eating disorder or a mental health issue is actually a sign of great, great strength. It is not a sign of weakness at all.

Suddenly, I’m lighter, only half of who I was.

The west coast is a mecca for wild hearts, wild minds, wild spirits and I’m a WMD—I’ve got so much energy I’m about to explode.

The forest is blanketed by the greenest ferns and moss and bonsai-like trees, a wild majesty that beckons hobbits and pixies and elves and dreamers.

her eyes are unfathomable to me, hostile, even, as if she had removed herself to a place where I cannot reach her - somewhere I cannot know.

I've learned to be comforted in the dark spot of my mind.

She fails to see who I am, even, for her eyes do not, will not, take me in. Instead they transmit a powerful message. She is like a billboard flashing, starkly: 'Keep Out'.

Understand ... I don't hate her, I hate what she's become. I hate her illness.

She had spells of manic loquaciousness, followed by days of silence.

A panic attack is pathological exaggeration of the body’s normal response to fear, stress or excitement.

Sometimes it's as if I can shrink away to nothing. Sometimes I feel as pure and perfect as a ghost. The hunger, the headaches, the dizziness—these are the only things that are real.

The country is not growing because the mental state of the people are retarded

But I know that if I don't at least try, I'll stay the way I am till it kills me. Till I kill me, I mean. I never really accept that that's what I'm doing - I say it, but I don't believe it.

Mental health is usually the last place people go when they think about someone being sick.

My skin is so thin that the innocent words of others burn holes right through me.

Unfortunately, mental health is so misunderstood that some people think you have to be crazy to need to speak to a therapist.

He tried to sleep, but his head was filled with the faces of lunatics, their palsied hands, their shattered eyes.

Beautiful things have been broken before…

As smart as I am, it took a boy stuck in his house to teach me that sometimes it doesn't matter where you are at all. It only matters whos with you.

We are all a collection of lost causes, stashed here so no one has to see just how wounded we are.

Treatment for people with disabilities and mental illness in prewar America reveals a profoundly ignorant medical establishment and educational community.

Fools write books about madness being an elevated mental state or an alternative form of creativity. It's not, it's anguish.

It is a terrible thing to grieve for someone who is not dead, not in love with someone else, but just no longer there.

Yes I'm Bipolar but I'm as normal as you except the times when my mind thinks like two

People can't listen until they're ready. I sure couldn't. I was, like, deaf to everyone except the thoughts. They were the boss of me.

He knows that you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just to keep the world from running you plumb crazy

Dissociative Disorders have a high rate of responsiveness to therapy and that with proper treatment, their prognosis is quite good.

I honestly didn’t realize at the time that I was dealing with myself. But I suppose it’s true that I developed a therapy that provides the things I needed for so many years and never got.

It is not unusual for subjects diagnosed with a Dissociative Disorder on the SCID-D to be surprised at having their symptoms validated by a clinician who understands the nature of their disorder.

Many people with Dissociative Disorders are very creative and used their creative capacities to help them cope with childhood trauma.p55

I'm Bipolar but as normal as you except for the times my mind thinks like two

What aided the mind made the body suffer. They could choose mental health or physical health, but they could not have both.

you'll never see my books on Vanity Fair I'm not the type of author they would want there

YOU NEVER NEED TO APOLOGIZEFOR HOW YOU CHOSE TO SURVIVE

The simple truth is, not every fight can be won.

It has many forms, not all of which look like what you see in movies.

There is nothing more terrifying than a devious person who takes delight in their own mischief

Perhaps she wasn't ill at all in the end, but simply more revealed.