Joni Edelman

She says she’s worried that the cat, whose name is Jack, doesn’t know what’s going on. She tried to explain to him that she was leaving for a while.

Psychiatric illness is still stigmatized. And that’s hard when you have a psychiatric illness.

Compassion for myself is not a thing I do. It is not a thing I have ever done. It is not a thing I feel comfortable doing. It's time I stop for compassion.

I did The Today Show, and after that spent 45 minutes talking to Inside Edition. If you're confused, imagine how I felt.

You should know that she is a really awesome human.

No, Bill Cosby isn't my dad. But he was like one to me growing up.

It doesn’t get any more difficult to insult ourselves, regardless of how old we are. It would be ideal if it got easier to respect ourselves, but it generally doesn’t do that either. Every year you age, and every year the aging you looks at the you of the years before and thinks, I can’t believe I thought I was fat/ugly/etc.

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I’m lucky to be smart, to have an astonishingly good memory. Or maybe I’m lucky to be bipolar.

You can work your butt off and still be left with a tummy. Bummer.