The Center Cannot Hold: My Journey Through Madness

by Elyn R. Saks

And, while the line between creativity and madness can be razor thin (a fact that has been unfortunately romanticized),

examining and experiencing the world in a different way can lead to sharp and fruitful insights.

I was desperate. I held my own life in my hands, and it was suddenly too heavy to be left there.

Yes, part of me was proud of being a caregiver, but another part of me wanted to be taken care of, as the patients were.

When you’re scared, on the verge of a meltdown, you instinctively know to head someplace where you’ll be safe; when you reveal something so intimate as psychosis, you want the witnesses to be people you trust.