To feel our character, our personality, and our personal, hard-won history fade from being is to be exposed to whatever lies beneath these comforting, operational conveniences. What remains when the conscious and functioning self has been erased is mankind's fundamental condition _ irrational, violent, guilt-wracked, despairing, and mad.
You know those afternoons," he asks, drawing a shaking breath, "where you__e just going along, doing fine, and then afternoon comes and it feels like you__e just got the wind knocked out of you and everything is wrong?" He sighs and slowly pushes himself so he__ sitting upright. His shoulders are slumped. "That__ all," he says. "It__ just one of those afternoons."We are silent for a minute. Then he lies back down on the couch.I should say I love him. I should say it will be all right. But it won__.I walk down the hall to my bedroom. I lie down on my side and stare at the wall, the blue-flowered wallpaper next to my nose. Despite my best efforts, I start to cry.I know those afternoons.
Madness: A Bipolar Life
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You know those afternoons," he asks, drawing a shaking breath, "where you__e just going along, doing fine, and then afternoon comes and it feels like you__e just got the wind knocked out of you and everything is wrong?" He sighs and slowly pushes himself so he__ sitting upright. His shoulders are slumped. "That__ all," he says. "It__ just one of those afternoons."We are silent for a minute. Then he lies back down on the couch.I should say I love him. I should say it will be all right. But it won__.I walk down the hall to my bedroom. I lie down on my side and stare at the wall, the blue-flowered wallpaper next to my nose. Despite my best efforts, I start to cry.I know those afternoons.
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