Entering the homestretch of my medication taper and trying to discern what is frustration from social distancing and quarantine and what are symptoms of depression. There’s very little difference.
A song by Dave Matthews Band offers a hauntingly real description of depression and I start to see colors come back into focus.
What does it mean to be courageous? Can I have courage and still be scared?
People tell me that I’m a role model, but for what exactly? Exploring what it means to be perceived as a leader worth emulating.
Here’s an insider’s view of an extended volley between me and my Jerk Brain. It isn’t pretty.