If No One Died, Can I Still Be Sad?

I have, these past several silent weeks, been searching for a way to process grief. Most of what I’m finding follows a back-and-forth formula of the dehumanizing expectations of emotionally stunted and immature Western culture and the reality of those who have […]

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Sad Lady, Sounding Mad in Mourning

Unless you are willing to take care of me for a while, or take something off my plate, or spend time with me to ease the burden of aloneness, stop telling me to practice “self-care.” That’s a nice-sounding excuse not to show […]

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What If My [Mental Illness] DOES Define Me?

It’s heartening to see the media take up the call to action to talk about mental health after decades of silence. The problem is how its talking about it. The first major issue I see is with the unquestioned propagation of the biomedical […]

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Wishing Well

First published in Ballard Street Poetry Journal in March 2012.   Wishing Well Every morning, we all go to the office. We pull up our roll-y chairs and wait. We’re working, of course, but we’re waiting More. The e-news reports increased hunger in the […]

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Life and Death is No Laughing Matter

“No one asks you why you cry but if you kill yourself, they all ask why.” A few weeks ago, during the Friday afternoon soiree we had at my office for a co-worker’s last day, this was how she explained her capstone […]

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“5 Reasons I Wish We Would Stop Talking About ‘Recovery'”: A Response

I know I was in the middle of something else here, but I wanted to take a few moments to respond to an article posted in one of my FB groups.  Liza Long, most popularly known for her “I Am Adam Lanza’s […]

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The Gratitude Time, Part 1

I’m getting over a committed and bombastic head cold so please forgive the raw tinge to the audio.  I learned my manners as a kid, but it was always hard to say thank you.  As an adult, I celebrate the free grace and […]

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