392 Quotes by Jenny Lawson

It’s amazing how much you’re missing in a depressive state until you start to come out on the other side. It’s like breathing again after being underwater for far too long.

I was in the midst of a medium-sized panic attack.

Dear Victor: I’ve poisoned something in the fridge. Good luck with that.

Now, as an adult, I control it with medication and with shrink visits and with behavioral therapy. I control it by being painfully honest about just how crazy I am. I control it by allowing myself to hide in bathrooms and under tables during important events. And sometimes I control it by letting it control me, because I have no other choice. Sometimes.

I’ve considered lobbying the medical field to rename rheumatoid arthritis something sexier, younger, and more exotic. Something like “The Midnight Death,” or “Impending Vampirism.” Or perhaps to name it after someone famous. Like “Lou Gehrig’s disease, part two: THE RECKONING.

It’s called “concoctulary,”2 y’all.

Sometimes being crazy is a demon. And sometimes the demon is me. And.

Don’t compare your behind-the-scenes look to everyone else’s highlight reel.

Because getting a headset sweaty was kind of small potatoes compared to the fact that I was brandishing a machete at large raptors, while considering the pros and cons of hiring a pimp to dig up our dead dog.