Category: Mental Health
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Of Creativity and Chronic Illness
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It was January 27 last year that my mother died. We had been estranged for just under 15 years. I asked my sister what she needed me to do, and at her request I reached out to mom’s brother, our uncle Robb. But he was missing somehow, and his baffled…
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Of Sunshine and Sadness
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I had moved 2,027 miles from home when I started therapy for Complex PTSD. While I wished to discuss my recent divorce, it seemed like my therapist was focused on my mother. What we ended up working on was how to get me back to the west coast and reconnected…
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Of Currents and Coverlets
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Last week, as I was getting up to leave my own therapy session, I paused to take a quick photo. The items that sit arranged on top of a low bookcase, including a box of tissues, were backlit by the uncovered windows. Whoever had last pulled a tissue from the…