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Sylvia Plath

"I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to."

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Donna Grant

"The term clinical depression finds its way into too many conversations these days. One has a sense that a catastrophe has occurred in the psychic landscape."

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Donna Grant

"Lost serie are full of depression I think or there is some kind of like this... I don't know up to where I could get... but I will try my best."

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Donna Grant

"I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the plane to crash. I envied people dying of cancer. I hated my life. I was tired and bored with my job and my furniture, and I couldn't see any way to change things.Only end them."

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Donna Grant

"Coming down off crack is like the worst depression. The worst."

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Donna Grant

"I've had this problem since I was in my 20s. They don't call it manic depression anymore. They call it a bipolar disorder, and I'm a Type 2."

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Donna Grant

"I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to."

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Donna Grant

"In the Depression we had to divert corn acreage."

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Donna Grant

"I lived in a really dark place. I wasn't safe in my own mind. I woke up every morning hoping to die and then spent the rest of the day wondering if maybe I was already dead because I couldn't even tell the difference."

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Donna Grant

"You largely constructed your depression. It wasn't given to you. Therefore, you can deconstruct it."

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Donna Grant

"My recovery from manic depression has been an evolution, not a sudden miracle."

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Sylvia Plath
"Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing."

Writing

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Sylvia Plath
"I moved in front of the medicine cabinet. If I looked in the mirror while I did it, it would be like watching somebody else, in a book or a play."

Identity

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Sylvia Plath
"I have a visual imagination."

Creativity

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Sylvia Plath
"All, all, becomes profitable. Education is of the most satisfying and available nature. I am at Smith! Which two years ago was a doubtful dream - and that fortuitous change of dream to reality has led me to desire more, and to lash myself onward - onward."

Education

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Sylvia Plath
"Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep."

Healing

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Sylvia Plath
"What obsession do men have for destruction and murder? Who do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass slaughter of someone arbitrarily labeled 'enemy?"

War

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Sylvia Plath
"I don't see what women see in other women," I'd told Doctor Nolan in my interview that noon. "What does a woman see in a woman that she can't see in a man?"Doctor Nolan paused. Then she said, "Tenderness."

Emotion

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Sylvia Plath
"Brave love, dreamnot of staunching such strict flame, but come,lean to my wound; burn on, burn on."

Love

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Sylvia Plath
"Poppies in JulyLittle poppies, little hell flames,Do you do no harm?You flicker. I cannot touch you.I put my hands among the flames. Nothing burns.And it exhausts me to watch youFlickering like that, wrinkly and clear red, like the skin of a mouth.A mouth just bloodied.Little bloody skirts!There are fumes that I cannot touch.Where are your opiates, your nauseous capsules?If I could bleed, or sleep!If my mouth could marry a hurt like that!Or your liquors seep to me, in this glass capsule,Dulling and stilling.But colorless. Colorless."

Poetry

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Sylvia Plath
"I hope to submit to the little pamphlet magazines here 'freelance' and perhaps shall join the Labour Club, as I really want to become informed on politics, and it seems to have an excellent program. I am definitely not a Conservative, and the Liberals are too vague and close to the latter."

Politics

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