Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

I still think that human beings, even our beautiful and wretched souls, are just biology, are just a series of chemical and physical reactions that one day stop, and so do we, and that is that. But I’m looking forward to this blank peace, this oblivion, this nothing, this not being me anymore. I am looking forward to it for real. Or at least this is what I tell myself. I tell myself I’m not scared, I tell myself I really want to die, and it never occurs to me until the last possible moment that what I really want is to be saved.