Disclaimer: I am upset as I write this. There's a certain disillusionment and cynicism. If you're a close friend of mine or married to me, you might not want to read this. It might be disturbing. Today was supposed to be a good day. It marks one year from by breakdown, which caused me to … Continue reading Should I have died?
My therapist is adamant: in the core of all mental health progress is the concept of self-acceptance. That's a tricky one. Humans are fundamentally social beings. Without interaction within the species–speech develops simultaneously to complex thought–humans don't develop to be, well, functioning humans. Today's individualism culture tries to chip away that fundamental aspect of human … Continue reading Self-acceptance and fitting in
<< 4. The storm and the calm after / 6. To take, or not to take (the drugs) >> On Sunday morning, I made coffee. It’s not a big deal, you’d think. But the process of actually making it and deciding what to have for breakfast at the same time (always, always the breakfast issue) … Continue reading 5. Victory coffee
<< 3. Raising an adult / 5. Victory coffee >> On the Sunday after the breakdown, for the first time in fourteen years, I experienced silence. If you don’t think that’s a big deal, then you’re not familiar with the concept of chronic tinnitus: a constant ringing, humming, or buzzing in your ears that never, … Continue reading 4. The storm and the calm after