Mental Illness Stole My Father’s Day

Mental Illness Stole My Father’s Day

Fifteen years into fatherhood, mental illness burst into my son’s life and took up long-term residence.  So did chaos, friction, tears, lying, arguments, anger, and disrespect.  Then drugs. Then jail. Then death. As is often the case, guilt, self-doubt, and...
Eyes Open

Eyes Open

There are days that do not feel post-worthy. Or noteworthy. There are days where everything gets cancelled and you don’t even get to enjoy it. There are days when your skin is blotchy and your clothes are wrinkled, and it doesn’t even matter. There are bad hair days...

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