In Depression, Your Capacity To Feel Just

I Think You Have Waves Of Awareness And One Of The Things That I Found With Grief Was Actually - I Was Well Prepared For It By The Cyclicality Of My Manic Depressive Illness Because I Was Used To Things Coming And Going And So Forth.

We All Build Internal Sea Walls To Keep At Bay The Sadnesses Of Life And The Often Overwhelming Forces Within Our Minds. In Whatever Way We Do This—through Love, Work, Family, Faith, Friends, Denial, Alcohol, Drugs, Or Medication—we Build These Walls, Stone By Stone, Over A Lifetime. One Of The Most Difficult Problems Is To Construct These Barriers Of Such A Height And Strength That One Has A True Harbor, A Sanctuary Away From Crippling Turmoil And Pain, But Yet Low Enough, And Permeable Enough, To Let In Fresh Seawater That Will Fend Off The Inevitable Inclination Toward Brackishness.

It Is Tempting When Looking At The Life Of Anyone Who Has Committed Suicide To Read Into The Decision To Die A Vastly Complex Web Of Reasons; And, Of Course, Such Complexity Is Warranted. No One Illness Or Event Causes Suicide; And Certainly No One Knows All, Or Perhaps Even Most, Of The Motivations Behind The Killing Of The Self. But Psychopathology Is Almost Always There, And Its Deadliness Is Fierce. Love, Success, And Friendship Are Not Always Enough To Counter The Pain And Destructiveness Of Severe Mental Illness

There Are Relatively Few Things That Kill People That Are Young Other Than Car Accidents And Suicide.

No Pill Can Help Me Deal With The Problem Of Not Wanting To Take Pills; Likewise, No Amount Of Psychotherapy Alone Can Prevent My Manias And Depressions. I Need Both. It Is An Odd Thing, Owing Life To Pills, One's Own Quirks And Tenacities, And This Unique, Strange, And Ultimately Profound Relationship Called Psychotherapy