For those of you who are new to my blog, a little bit of an explanation is in order. This is a memoir blog, meaning it is meant to be read in date order. This is the second go-round, so an older version of this post can be[…]

  In last week’s post, All the World Wide Web’s A Stage, I came to the end of the story of my life so far. I’m sure that there are still adventures ahead. I received a message from someone on LinkedIn this morning. She is another therapist. We[…]

Have you ever tried to fit in by changing something about yourself? I have been reflecting on my perpetual state of loneliness lately. Most of the time I do not recognize it. When I am with people, no matter whom or no matter where, I do not experience[…]

What does a neglectful childhood in an alcoholic family, a stint in juvenile hall, The Beatles, gang-bangers and prostitutes, teen marriage and motherhood, the state mental hospital, gang rape, life on the streets, rock and roll and a decade of drug abuse, battering, serious mental illness, the suicides[…]

I’m hearing Mick Jagger in my head as I’m writing that headline. That’s kind of funny when you stop and think about it. People have been using that phrase as a conversation starter for, well, probably centuries now, and I’m hearing Mick Jagger in the background when I[…]

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When I awoke from brain surgery on October 16, 2006, I could hear my breath twice for each one breath I drew.  And it was loud, like the roaring of a waterfall. The first time I heard it, I was actually taking a breath. A couple of seconds[…]