Part 4 Four: Aces Are Great in Poker But Challenging in Life You can check out Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 of this series. It never occurred to me that my lifelong anger and depression, and later my two broken marriages, had anything to do with my childhood. All that changed in 1998
Part 3 – Being Bipolar: Living in a World of Fire and Ice In Part 1, I began sharing my father’s experience when he was committed to the mental hospital. In Part 2, I described his experience in a very different kind of hospital. I spent most of my life living in terror of
Part 2 – An Atheist Checks into Gods Hotel In Part 1, I described my experiences visiting my father in the mental hospital when I was five years old and my desire to help him and other men like him. I met an iconoclastic doctor, Thomas Szasz, when I was in graduate school and
Part 1 I was five years old in 1949 when my uncle drove me to the mental hospital. I was confused and afraid. “Why do I have to go?” I asked Uncle Harry. He looked at me with his round face and kind eyes. “Your father needs you.” “What’s the matter with him?” I was
Father’s Day this year was a time of remembrance and blessing. I have five grown children, seventeen grandchildren, and two great grandchildren—a true blessing. I also remembered my own father who had become increasingly depressed when he couldn’t make a living doing what he loved to do and took an overdose of sleeping pills believing
I wept when I heard Katrina Brees share the story of her mother’s death on the CBS Morning Show. For more than a decade, Katrina and her mother, Donna, worked side-by-side producing parades in New Orleans. Her fond memories of her mom include “just her dancing in a parade, just her feeling the music, feeling
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