I Am A Woman With A Mental Illness
In the wake of my mother’s death, and in the middle of getting treated for the anxiety and severe OCD that had plagued me since early childhood, I happily accepted my new prescription of anti-everything medication. read more…
My Final Words To My Dying Sister
The night my sister turned 49 my father called to tell me she was throwing up blood. “They think the cancer’s spread to her stomach,” he said.
I hadn’t wished her a happy birthday. We’d barely spoken for nearly 12 years. read more…
One night, I found some pictures Christian had taken for a professional portfolio. When I asked him about these full-lipped, shirtless young men, he told me he had once considered becoming a photographer. All of his pictures definitely proved his talent with a camera. They also proved he wasn’t very interested in photographing women. Something inside told me things weren’t right. read more…
When You Love Someone Who Loves an Addict
It was no secret Evan would sometimes take too much of everything. He’d fall asleep in restaurants, forget items from the grocery store, but learning your good friend is a heroin addict–well, how do you handle something like that? read more …
The Day A Gunman Opened Fire At My Son’s School
At 2:15 my home and cell phone rang simultaneously. One robotic voice I heard in my ear, another on my answering machine: “This is an urgent message for all parents of students in the Carlsbad Unified School District. This is not a lockdown exercise.” read more…
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