Alone Together: Illness and Care in the Time of Coronavirus.
People want to help others. During this time, I’ve been incredibly moved by the generosity of family, friends, neighbors and strangers.
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Expressed Forms of My Depression. {photo story}
Depression can be termed as an epidemic negative view of the self, the world, and the future, generated by biases in processing the gathered information.
Once Touched, Twice Challenged: What Happened to My Expectations?
What happened to the sheer force of my dreams? I try to work on my book, but I’m tired. I try to work on my book, but my brain is fried.
Between the Layers: Can Tenderness Exist Inside Violence?
Memories, once snarled, now lay sorted and stacked, their sharp edges softened and beginning to decay. Within these layers, resolutions have emerged.
An Open Letter to Big Pharma: On Dependency, Accountability and Stepping Up.
I blindly accepted the pills, grateful for the ride to be over. I was unaware that a new, horrifying ride was on its way.
Keep Your Oxygen Mask on in Times of Perpetual Social Crisis: A Meditation.
Most mental illness (except for severe psychoses, OCD, substance abuse, degenerative disease, and the like) is much less fixed and rigidly ingrained in the genes, biochemical glands, brain patterns, hormonal imbalances and other material aspects of the body than most of us realize. These are ...
I Am a Dangerous Man.
We do the best we can; I understand completely. But for the love of god, or whatever deity you do or do not choose to follow, and all that is holy and righteous in the world, look inward when seeking a label. Look inward, and realize that labels are, in fact, generated by label-makers. A ...
The Other Side of Her Illness.
What they didn't tell her about the other side is that upon arrival, the journey isn't over. It's not the end of the road, and it's not somewhere over the rainbow. Every day she climbs a mountain of thoughts. And she has to descend, wading through them again, before the sun goes down so she can ...
The List-Making Gene: It’s In My Blood.
I realize that by writing this little piece, I am shedding light on what is clearly a bit of my OCD behavior, but I don’t care. The truth is, my list-making habit is a bit of an illness, but it’s okay, and I’m okay with it because it helps me function. It’s just who I am, and I know many, many ...