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“I don't mean to sound like a spoiled brat. I know that into every sunny life a little rain must fall and all that, but in my case, the crisis-level hysteria is an all-too-recurring theme. The voices inside my head, which I used to think were just passing through, seem to have taken up residence And I've been on these goddamn pills for years.”

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Book:Prozac Nation
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Prozac Nation

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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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