An Unquiet Mind

by Kay Redfield Jamison

One is what one is, and the dishonesty of hiding behind a degree, or a title, or any manner and collection of words, is still exactly that: dishonest.

I, instead, saw it as a stranger; however lodged within my mind and soul the darkness became, it almost always seemed an outside force that was at war with my natural self.

other people are generally caught up in their own lives and seldom notice despair in others if those despairing make an effort to disguise the pain.