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“Jesus, I wondered, what do you do with pain so bad it has no redeeming value? It cannot even be alchemized into art, into words, into something you can chalk up to an interesting experience because the pain itself, its intensity, is so great that it has woven itself into your system so deeply that there is no way to objectify or push it outside or find its beauty within. That is the pain I’m feeling now. Its so bad, its useless. The only lesson I will ever derive from this pain is how bad pain can be.”

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Book:Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America
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Prozac Nation: Young and Depressed in America

This memoir delves into the personal journey of the author, detailing her struggles with depression and the transformative effects of taking Prozac. The narrative offers insights into the challenges faced by young adults in America dealing with mental health issues. more

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Elizabeth Wurtzel
Elizabeth Wurtzel

Elizabeth Wurtzel is an American writer, born on July 31, 1967. She is best known for her memoir 'Prozac Nation,' which details her life experiences and emotional struggles in her youth. Her writing style is direct and candid, which has won her a wide readership. more

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