Tag Archives: Family
The Battle That Nobody Won
It is June 16, 2008 – Father’s Day. I am sitting in a driveway surrounded by trash bags, my 8-year-old son, and 5-year-old daughter. I shake, wondering if he will … Continue reading
Warning: Unlovable
I disassociate. It’s how I cope with life, it’s the only thing I know and it’s kept me alive this long. It is hard not to go there, to type … Continue reading
Bringing It Home With You
I was honored when Eric offered me an opportunity to write here on Black Box Warnings. Many of you know me from my screed/blog, BrainRants. If you’re expecting a laugh … Continue reading
It Takes a Village
“It takes a village to raise a child” -African proverb I want to tell you a story about love. A mother’s love. And how three women did everything in their … Continue reading
Warning: Crazy
At one time I thought that kids should come with a warning label. But, I also think that people with mental illnesses should come with warning labels. I couldn’t wait … Continue reading
The Last Goodbye
I got the call from my stepmom on March 9th at 6:00am. I can’t even imagine the strength it took for her to make that call – having to somehow … Continue reading
Dear Mom, Can You Tell Me How You’ve Done It?
Dear Mom, I can imagine the feeling of sheer joy you felt the day he was born. I can imagine the peace that blanketed you while your arms blanketed him. … Continue reading
Eulogy
THE EARLY YEARS He was born during the Second World War, in Montreal, in a French-speaking Catholic family. His mother gave birth to eleven children—he was the eldest, and the … Continue reading
Addiction: A Family Affair
I want to thank Eric for giving me the opportunity to write my brother’s story. In doing so, I have a better understanding of his ordeal and his road to … Continue reading
That Other Phone Call
Tuesday, February 26, 12:45 PM. I am at my office, avoiding a staff birthday luncheon, when the phone rings. It’s a number from his school. My first reaction was to … Continue reading
The Spinning Top
I think I was about 18 the first time I thought about ending my life. I had just received my driver’s license, and I was clutching to the steering wheel … Continue reading
Happiness is a Myth
I’m not suicidal, I just don’t care if I live or die. There is a certain sense of freedom when the fear of dying no longer exists. Of all the … Continue reading
Seeking support and solutions
We were secretly blessed with the birth of Sweet Baboo. He was completely different, right from the start, than First Born Experiment. For one, he was a boy. His birth … Continue reading
Half Lives
In support of the Domestic Violence Awareness month. My sister and my mother fought a lot that summer. After spending my freshman year away at school, I found living at home … Continue reading
