Archive for 'Uncertainty'
I must confess that I still feel a little selfish when I remind people that I am under stress — perhaps more stress than Lynn.
When they happen, I am a slave not to society, but to an odd sense of self.
Every day, nearly, I meet a disturbed person, either online, in a support group, or, rarely, out in the world. The easiest, for me, are the hurt and disappointed by love: in their desperation the good in me can reach out and encourage them to pay no attention to the absence of affection in their [...]
At the British surrender at Yorktown, the band played “The World Turned Upside Down”. Then as now a transfer of power took place. Certainly among the Americans — many of whom had been fighting for years — there must have been a difficult period: how do you go from being a warrior to a citizen? [...]
A brief article at John Gale’s Mental Health Update notes that older psychiatric patients are more likely to take their meds than younger ones: A study of 32,991 people in the U.S. compared adherence to antipsychotic medication in older (over 60) and younger patients with bipolar disorder. The researchers found that among the older group [...]
Anyone else come out of a therapy session feeling that because something was nobody’s fault it’s all your fault?
9/11 begins with the personal — and especially with the direct human loss of individual lives — and expands outward from there to the broader ramifications for the world and its geopolitical landscape. In the centre of that meaning, at the personal end of the spectrum, I find feelings about loss (of loved ones), about [...]
The news that marijuana increases the risk of psychosis does not surprise me. I believe that my first episode was ignited by the coals that burned in the bowl of a bong, coupled with a few sadists who used my altered state as an opportunity to brainwash me into a neat little paranoia. In those [...]
I would give my life to have a life again
So Maggs wants to know how I am…. The hero’s journey, we are told by Joseph Campbell and others, involves a place where one encounters monsters. By monsters, I mean creatures which do not eat the person. I’d love to meet some monsters in my life, but all I run into on this line are [...]
The pill containers lay open. I heated a muffin in the microwave and thought that it would take ages for me to lay out the morning medications — two Effexor and a Cardizem. A hard prod from the forepart of my brain made me get the pill bottles and lay out the capsules — blue [...]
Happy are those who get the metaphor.