#illness

I wanted to tell her that if only something were wrong with my body it would be fine, I would rather have anything wrong with my body than something wrong with my head, but the idea seemed so involved and wearisome that I didn’t say anything. I only burrowed down further in the bed. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#mental-illness

Except you cannot outrun insanity, anymore than you can outrun your own shadow. ↗

— Alyssa Reyans

#bipolar-disorder #depression #mental-illness #mood-disorders #mental-illness

If only his mind were as easy to fix as his body. ↗

— Han Nolan

#mental-illness

Depression is a physical illness. ↗

— Terry Bradshaw

#illness #physical

Many writers who choose to be active in the world lose not virtue but time, and that stillness without which literature cannot be made. ↗

— Gore Vidal

#cannot #choose #literature #lose #made

I know I'm not a self-indulgent idiot; I also know I'm not the second coming of Deepak Chopra. If I had believed either of those, or both, as some people do when they get famous, that's when the mental illness arrives. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#arrives #believed #both #coming #either

Refuse to be ill. Never tell people you are ill; never own it to yourself. Illness is one of those things which a man should resist on principle at the onset. ↗

— Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton

#illness #man #never #onset #own

One of the things that baffles me (and there are quite a few) is how there can be so much lingering stigma with regards to mental illness, specifically bipolar disorder. In my opinion, living with manic depression takes a tremendous amount of balls. Not unlike a tour of Afghanistan (though the bombs and bullets, in this case, come from the inside). At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you're living with this illness and functioning at all, it's something to be proud of, not ashamed of. They should issue medals along with the steady stream of medication. ↗

— Carrie Fisher

#courage #depression #drinking #illness #manic-depression

Kessa ran her fingers over her stomach. Flat. But was it flat enough? Not quite. She still had some way to go. Just to be safe, she told herself. Still, it was nice the way her pelvic bones rose like sharp hills on either side of her stomach. I love bones. Bones are beautiful. ↗

— Steven Levenkron

#beautiful #bones #eating-disorder #mental-illness #skinny

For a while she considered being ill, but she changed her mind... ↗

— Tove Jansson

#illness #change