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August 26, 2016
… not the crazy one that just left. You know what I’m talking about: sitting in a pew listening to an unmarried, financially secure man with no children preach about the evils of money, tardiness, sex, and teen angst. That’s when some of the crazy thoughts pop into my mind. One Sunday, I imagined shooting myself in th...
June 21, 2016
(This blog was published in Subjunctive Mood Swings)
PTSD starts in the mind. Memories, emotions, nightmares, fears, and other subconscious creatures run amok the synapses, neurons, chemicals, hormones and other physical aspects of the brain.
I am not a medical professional. I’m writing this blog because a friend confi...
March 29, 2016
We’ve all heard about lifting the stigma of mental health, but the anxious and depressed tend to hide in the shadows. It’s going to take more than politically correct slogans to get us to stand up and let you know how crappy we feel about ourselves. Until we learn to do it ourselves, there’s the Anxiety and Depression...
March 23, 2016
This blog was posted on the Postpartum Support International website. Click here for the article.
After I gave birth to a stillborn son, my mind obsessed around the idea that I killed him.
No matter what the doctors told me, I was ashamed that my body could not keep him alive.
No matter how much my husband told me he lov...
March 15, 2016
One of the most selective and comprehensive conferences for mental health care professionals is being held in Philadelphia, March 31 to April 3, 2016. The Philadelphia Marriott Downtown will host some of the best minds in the country as they tackle Anxiety and Depression: Integrating Research, Practice, and Communit...
January 26, 2016
My interest in teen health started 8 years ago on a cold winter night. It was about 11p.m. and I was at the top of the Empire State Building. In the warmth of the observation tower my friends chatted about how beautifully New York lit up at night.
Why couldn’t I see it?
When I looked out at all the lights, I fel...
January 19, 2016
Tanaya gripped the iPhone tighter. Stretch always checked in at 2:50; the end of every fuckin’ school day. What the hell was his problem lately?
At 3:30 she jumped off the bottom two steps to get a better look down the street. No black Dodge. She thought of running to catch the 3:45 train, but knew better. If he dro...