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    <body><![CDATA[ Ever wonder what The Bell Jar would have been like if Sylvia Plath had taken Prozac? That’s sorta what this book reminded me of. This is like a greatest hits from the author’s diary, documenting her 10-year relationship with Prozac. Slater tells about her psychological disorders, ranging from d...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/17143772">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This book was recommended to me by a client (I am a psychotherapist).  The writing is amazing, and this woman's personal story, which she has had the courage to share, is painful, hopeful and genuine.  I am glad to read that she was able to stop trying to commit suicide; she attributes this to Proza...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/32680949">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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