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...
Watcher – Caregiver

Watcher – Caregiver

CAREGIVER – PERMISSION TO SHARE YOUR STORY For years I never considered that the label “Caregiver” belonged to me. It seemed too formal, too restrictive, too important for what I did to help my chronically ill mum. Hugs and housework and...

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