A Back Porch Meditation
Gradually Then Suddenly
The victories are microscopic: answering a text, opening the curtains, taking a shower.
Silence Isn’t Peace: The Cost of Hiding and the Fight to Live
The lie went like this: If I don’t talk about it, it’ll go away.
Measuring Grief
My brother would have turned fifty this year, but the numbers don’t seem to matter much because grief doesn’t abide by the passage of time.
Suicide Loss: The Grief, Stigma, and Questions
This message is for those who know this struggle intimately.
What You Almost Didn’t Get to See
Your story doesn’t come to a close here. You lived. You went on.
The Hope of a Quiet Mind
Shaking, with tears streaming down my face, I whispered, “It’s never quiet.”
I Hope You Stay
Each of us would say this to you person-to-person if we could.
Dissociation: Who Is That in the Mirror?
I have come to recognize this feeling as dissociation—a mental disconnection from reality.
Accepting Help Isn’t Weak
My doctor told me she was going to write me a prescription for Zoloft, but it was up to me whether I picked it up or not.
On the Good Days
When you’re in a cycle of depression, it is so hard to do the things you love because, at the moment, they aren’t of any interest to you.
Dancing in the Rain
There can be grief and laughter, loss and love, darkness and joy—all swirling together like wind and rain.
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