Drifting Ashes

A semi-fictional account of recent encounters with both my therapist and my spiritual director. I say "semi-fictional," because it didn't really happen quite as written below. However, it is all true in another way. Perhaps I could call it a "mythical account." We got deep into it that morning. Questions of career and direction. Questions … Continue reading Drifting Ashes

Whatever You Decide…

I had an excellent session with my therapist a few days ago. It had been way too long since I'd seen him -- I had canceled my last appointment (in early November, I think?), and never bothered rescheduling it, because I just didn't want to feel any better. I was depressed and stewing in it. … Continue reading Whatever You Decide…

Finding a Rhythm

It's now day six of my medical leave. The first week is coming to an end. It's been odd...I don't think it's hit me in my body yet that I'm doing something different. In a lot of ways, this is just like any other week off. A week of vacation, of trying to focus on … Continue reading Finding a Rhythm

Snapshots of My Depression #9: Eleven Days of Hope

So, following my suicide attempt at age seventeen, I spent eleven days at First Hospital Wyoming Valley, a behavioral health facility in Wilkes-Barre. For days, I've been trying to figure out how to tell the story of those eleven days. I really don't know how to put it into a clear narrative. I think the … Continue reading Snapshots of My Depression #9: Eleven Days of Hope