Prozac Nation - Elizabeth Wurtzel

I started reading this book in the middle of my examination week,

you know, as a getaway from my studying dilemma.

Wrong move.

This book is a memoir, so it lacks the whole uprise-climax-shocking ending graph that are usually seen in fiction works.

Wurtzel basically delves into her depression, all book long.

It is informative as a reference if you are writing a paper on clinical depression and frequently used anti-depressants, but other than that, i think it just makes you more depressed.

She talks about her feelings and how knowing the source of her depression didn't help her find a solution. And that the depression simply gets worse with time. She even felt like turning to suicide just so people will understand how bad her depression is. A cry for help, she said.

I am generally a happy person.

But somehow, each time i close the book, i end up feeling agitated.

I dont know if it's Wurtzel's constant reference of Sylvia Plath and Bruce Springsteen that kept me going, or perhaps it is because i was hoping she would snap out of her depression and ditch her Lithium Prozac Xanax and give me a happy ending i deserve.

Anyway, i finished the book.

And i didnt feel any better.

If anything, it just made me scared to try and read More, Now, Again (also by Wurtzel) because it is also a memoir and the synopsis pretty much told me that it is another Prozac Nation, with a simple alteration of characters and geographical location.

I guess the book will be collecting dust on my bookshelf.

Cuz i sure as hell wont be reading that anytime soon.

But to be fair, it did make me feel so much more grateful for being free from depression. :)

p/s : i also have a personal vendetta against Ms. Wurtzel because she said this :

...with all the troubles in the world, with the terrible things that the Chinese do in Tibet, and do to their own citizens; with the horrors of genocide committed in Darfur by Sudanese Muslims; with all the bad things that Arab governments in the Middle East visit upon their own people — no need for Israel to have a perfectly horrible time — still, the focus is on what the Jews may or may not be doing wrong in Gaza. And it makes people angry and vehement as nothing else does. The vitriol it inspires is downright weird