The Mighty is running my story. Thank you to all the beautiful people who have been a source of light in my life. Much love!
A month and a half ago I had a breakdown. No stranger to depression and its episodic tantrums, I’ve had breakdowns before. They were nothing compared to this. This one brought me to my knees. It was as though a nuclear bomb had detonated at the epicenter of my world, laying everything I had once … Continue reading My Breakdown Was A Breakthrough
How beautiful she is, the way I see her running in the park. And then I am fumbling on my keyboard, because I actually typed was, at first. I realize she most certainly was running, and she is running, still. That’s my daughter. She was, and is, and will always be running with her arms … Continue reading Just Like They Always Do
Today, people are encouraged to talk about mental health. Okay, I'll bite. Let me start by saying that people who battle mental illness are my heroes. Scratch that. They are bonafide, motherfucking superheroes. You can’t see it, but they are carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. They are waging a war that … Continue reading You Are My Superhero
For some people, childhood doesn’t end up being the best time of their lives, like you so often hear. I wasn’t a happy kid, though I played one convincingly enough. I also played softball, but when I was on the diamond, things were different. With my uniform on and cleats laced up, I wasn’t pretending … Continue reading That Old Feeling
Scary Mommy is running a piece I wrote about body image. Be good to yourselves.
His image illuminates the screen of my phone. He is smiling, that smile I’d like to believe he reserves just for me. The photo was taken a few years ago, now, but seeing it still elicits the same geyser of emotion. Saddened, I watch until his smile fades to black. I can’t talk to him … Continue reading To Be Seen by You
Today is my birthday. I’m 33 years old, which is pleasing in a way that is telling of my propensity for obsessive-compulsive isms. You see, I have a tendency to seek out the comforting relief born of patterns, of repetition and balance – so the smooth, curved lines of two threes, back-to-back, feels inexplicably calming. … Continue reading The Long Way Home
He made us laugh when we were kids in comedies like “Mrs. Doubtfire” and went on to pull heavily on our heartstrings in the award winning drama “Good Will Hunting”. There’s no question that we’re all pretty stunned right now, with the news of another funnyman down. Today reports abound citing Robin Williams’ battle with … Continue reading Don’t Let The Smile Beguile You
Dearest Nathan, You don’t know me. As far as I can surmise, we’ve never met. I know you don’t know me, but I’ve thought about you every day for the past month. And I’m not unique in that regard – a lot of other perfect strangers have thought about you, too. I'm writing to you … Continue reading For Nathan