15 years ago today, I lost my mind. Yes, 2005 was fifteen years ago. Nervous breakdown; manic episode; pursued by police; committed to the state psychiatric hospital. Long story short. I've written about it extensively over the years, to process, to attempt to understand, to remember, to document. There are lots of things I don't… Continue reading Something for your Mind
Nineteen years ago, I was 2O. And depressed about it. The simple fact of my birthday launched me into my first bout of "clinical" [i.e. serious, prolonged and intense] depression. It was not to be the last. Stuck in the gray quicksand of despondency, shell shocked after so many years of being sheltered, shepherded and… Continue reading Summer Moon, Stars & Sun
Thirteen years ago, I was locked up. I was 24 years old in Austin, Texas. A bright, blossoming wounded made up girl-person flung far from the bleak overcast of depression or the jagged broken-record of anxiety. I was HIGH and flying ever higher. No one could stop me. I was a rainbow technicolor butterfly emerging… Continue reading Happy Anniversary, Sanity!
Why I'm Anti Antidepressants Many years ago, I sat on the couch of a stern psychiatrist who informed me that I needed to take prescription psychotropic pills every day for the rest of my life. That didn’t sit well with me. But, I was 21, and facing the moment-to-moment reality of horrible depression during every… Continue reading The Forest Cure
Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune in to. ~ Wayne Dyer