Monthly Archives: November 2011

Jim* was a tall, assertive, somewhat intimidating man who lived across the street and down a couple of houses from the home which my husband and I had recently purchased. After becoming acquainted with the neighbors, I soon noticed and … Continue reading →

Some of the children were gathered, whispering among themselves. “Peter’s mom . . . ” I heard one of them exclaim before his voice died down again to a low murmur. I had stopped by the classroom to update the … Continue reading →

A few weeks ago I shared with my friend, Stacy, a new perspective I’d recently come to about myself and my life: I’m mentally ill and not going to be “fixed,” even with therapy. Ouch, right? No.  Surprisingly, the idea … Continue reading →