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
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
Anxiety can save you or it can kill you. For me, it led to Obsessive Compulsive thinking and Depression. When Eric asked me to be a guest blogger my mind … Continue reading
I could paint you a rosy picture here, full of colors and abstract details, thinly skating over the truth … for the sake of writing a good story (and trying … Continue reading
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
Few people escape childhood unscathed. It’s easy to prosper because of the good our parents did; the trick is to prosper in spite of the not-so-good they may have done. … Continue reading
Good morning. I’d like to talk about something that’s been a part of my life in some form or another for the past 15 years. The threat of it has … Continue reading
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 mind-body issue: people are so proud to go to the gym; so ashamed to go to a therapist.“ – Alain De Botton My husband, Zach, and I were 6 … Continue reading
I’m no stranger to sadness. It’s played both lead and supporting roles in my life in various ways at various times. The first time I remember being sad, truly sad, … Continue reading
When Le Clown asked me to participate, my first question was: what terrible secret would I have to divulge? He played it down, but I knew better. So, kids, here … Continue reading
Sometimes I can’t believe that I actually made it through college. It has nothing to do with myself as a student. I actually made the dean’s list semester after semester, … Continue reading
“Is he okay?” I asked my husband. “For the tenth time, yes!” he yelled from the living room. I paced around my son’s crib, dizzying dread pressing down onto my back … Continue reading