Mental Health

  • Hidden Monsters

    Be afraid. Be very afraid because it’s in there, waiting to surface again. Continue reading

    Hidden Monsters
  • Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.

    A plethora of health challenges can leave anyone feeling a bit down in the mouth. Continue reading

    Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.
  • My First Hospital Admission

    I recently learned two truths: One, experiencing heart attack symptoms is profoundly frightening; and two, mouth guards float. Continue reading

    My First Hospital Admission
  • Ignite 12/4/2020

    I always thought I would have the opportunity to announce my retirement. Instead I had to face the reality of no longer being relevant. Continue reading

    Ignite 12/4/2020
  • Going to Pieces

    I was addicted, but how I became addicted wasn’t all that puzzling. Continue reading

    Going to Pieces
  • COVID Thanksgiving

    You know Thanksgiving will be different this year when you can’t find a fresh turkey that weighs less than 15 pounds, and you’re only cooking for two. Continue reading

    COVID Thanksgiving
  • Our Gray World

    “That’s the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it’s impossible to ever see the end.” — Elizabeth Wurtzel,… Continue reading

    Our Gray World
  • My Ancient Virus

    “My memory has something to say about the way trauma has altered my body’s DNA, like an ancient virus,” writes Carmen Maria Machado in her recently published memoir, In the Dream House, an account of a lover’s psychological abuse. “Dream… Continue reading

    My Ancient Virus
  • My Absent Father

    I wish I could wake up on Monday mornings — the first day of the work week — without my first thought being, “Fuck you, Jim Seneff.” Seneff is the CEO of the company that employed me as an independent… Continue reading

    My Absent Father
  • The Livin’ Ain’t Easy

    Ogden Nash wrote, “Nothing is glummer than a cold in the summer.” Well, I can think of one thing glummer: depression. I haven’t posted for over a month because I’ve been battling another cycle of depression, and writing about it… Continue reading

    The Livin’ Ain’t Easy