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Publisher Comments:

The love you gave me wasn't fresh and young,

It didn't melt the sun or set the town aflame.

But it was warm and wise as any street,

Where hope and sorrow meet in bars without a name.

I only know that one day was a drink

And then the next was you and nothing was the same.

--STUART MACGREGOR

Prologue

When I was young, I thought that fearlessness and an easy way with love would see me to the other side of anything. Madness taught me otherwise. In the wake of my first insanity I assumed less and doubted more. My mind was suspect; there was no arguing with the new reality. I had to learn to live with a brain that demanded more coddling than I would have liked and, because of this, I avoided perturbance as best I could. Needwise, I avoided love.

I kept my mind on a short lead and my heart yet closer in; had I cared enough to look I doubt I would have recognized either of them. Before mania whipped through my brain I had been curious always to go to the far field, beyond what lay nearest by. After, I drew back from life and watered down my dreams. I retaught myself to think and to negotiate the world, and as the world measures things, I did well enough.

I was content in my life and found purpose in academic and clinical work. I wrote and taught, saw patients, and kept my struggles with manic-depressive illness to myself. I worked hard, driven to understand the illness from which I suffered. I settled in, I settled down, I settled. In a slow and fitful way, predictability insinuated itself into my life, and with it came a certain peace I was not aware had been missing. Grateful for this, and because I had no reason to know otherwise, I assumed that peace was provisional upon an absence of passion or anything that could forcibly disturb my senses. I avoided love.

This lasted for a while, although not perhaps as long as it seemed. Then I met a man who upended my cautious stance toward life. He did not believe, as I had for so long, that to control my mind I must first control my heart. He loved the woman he imagined I must have been before bowing to fear. He prodded my resistance with grace and undermined my wariness with laughter. He could say the unthinkable because he instinctively knew that his dry wit and gentle ways would win me over. They did. He was deft with my shifting moods and did not abuse our passion. He liked my fearlessness, and he brought it back as a gift to me. Far from finding

the intensity of my nature disturbing, he gravitated toward it. He induced me to risk much by assuming a portion of the risk himself, and he persuaded me to write from my heart. He loved in me what I had forgotten was there.

We had nearly twenty years together. He was my husband, colleague, and friend; when he became ill and we knew he would die, he became my mentor in how to die with the grace by which he lived. What he could not teach me--no one could--was how to contend with the grief of losing him.

It has been said that grief is a kind of madness. I disagree. There is a sanity to grief, in its just proportion of emotion to cause, that madness does not have. Grief, given to all, is a generative and human thing. It provides a path, albeit a broken one, by which those who grieve can find their way. Still, it is grief's fugitive nature that one does not know at the start that such a path exists. I knew madness well, but I understood little of grief,

Synopsis:

An award-winning Johns Hopkins psychiatrist traces her marriage to a renowned scientist who overcame severe dyslexia to become a forefront expert on schizophrenia, describing his slow surrender to cancer and her own struggles to overcome grief and depression. By the author of An Unquiet Mind.

Synopsis:

In spare and at times strikingly lyrical prose, Jamison ("An Unquiet Mind") looks back at her relationship with her husband, Richard Wyatt, a renowned scientist who battled severe dyslexia to become one of the foremost experts on schizophrenia.

About the Author

\Kay Redfield Jamison is Professor of Psychiatry at the Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine and codirector of the Johns Hopkins Mood Disorders Center. She is also Honorary Professor of English at the University of St. Andrews in Scotland. She is the author of the national best sellers An Unquiet Mind and Night Falls Fast, as well as Exuberance and Touched with Fire; the coauthor of the standard medical text on manic-depressive (bipolar) illness; and the author or coauthor of more than one hundred scientific papers about mood disorders, creativity, and psychopharmacology. She is the recipient of numerous national and international scientific awards and of a John D. and Catherine T. MacArthur Fellowship.

Table of Contents

The pleasure of his company — Lilacs and a Roman ring — Broken portions — Raining stars — Joy be the starlight — Wildflowers and granite — Mourning and melancholia — Fugitive dyes.

Product Details

ISBN:
9780307273130
Subtitle:
A Memoir
Publisher:
Alfred A. Knopf
Author:
Jamison, Kay Redfield
Author:
Kay Redfield Jamison
Subject:
Psychology : Suicide
Subject:
Psychology : Mental Illness
Subject:
Biography & Autobiography : Personal Memoirs
Subject:
Self-Help : Death, Grief, Bereavement
Subject:
Mental Illness
Subject:
Suicide
Subject:
Psychiatrists -- United States.
Subject:
Psychiatry -- United States.
Subject:
Personal Memoirs
Subject:
Psychologists -- United States.
Subject:
Death, Grief, Bereavement
Subject:
Audio Books-Biography
Subject:
Biography - General
Subject:
Psychology : General
Subject:
main_subject
Subject:
all_subjects
Publication Date:
20090915
Binding:
ELECTRONIC
Language:
English
Pages:
208

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Health and Self-Help » Self-Help » Grief

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"Synopsis" by , An award-winning Johns Hopkins psychiatrist traces her marriage to a renowned scientist who overcame severe dyslexia to become a forefront expert on schizophrenia, describing his slow surrender to cancer and her own struggles to overcome grief and depression. By the author of An Unquiet Mind.
"Synopsis" by , In spare and at times strikingly lyrical prose, Jamison ("An Unquiet Mind") looks back at her relationship with her husband, Richard Wyatt, a renowned scientist who battled severe dyslexia to become one of the foremost experts on schizophrenia.
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