Happiness. It's relative.
Suicide, so final, so devastating for families, so hard to understand. Here’s my attempt to sort out my own thoughts.
One thing I can tell you from my brief experience writing about catapults is that there are no decent pictures of catapults that truly depict the risk involved in messing around with one. The phrase “don’t play on the catapult” has been playing in… Continue Reading “Don’t Play on the Catapult”
The woman in the movie last night reminded me of the person I often wish I was – tall and lean, athletic and calm, beautiful in an untended, unnoticed way. She appeared to be completely at home in her own body even though it… Continue Reading “Moon in a Pink Sky”
Suicide is different. If my husband died by suicide next week, people would wonder why I didn’t see it coming. They’d puzzle over why I hadn’t known that he was depressed and gotten him to a doctor. They’d question why I’d left him alone,… Continue Reading “More on Suicide: No One is to Blame”
We had spent the night sitting on the linoleum floor in the hallway just outside the ICU. They didn’t allow either of us in but every half hour or so would come out to report to us. My friend, he was my friend but… Continue Reading “Exploded Moment 1”
Two feminist heroes are in the news in the same week. Kaci Hickox, the nurse who went bike riding rather than comply with a self-quarantine after volunteering with Doctors without Borders in Sierra Leone, and Brittany Maynard, the woman with brain cancer who set… Continue Reading “Never Too Old”
A few days ago, some people had a suicide story. Now, everyone has one. If you never knew anyone who died by suicide, not a single friend or relative, someone at work, down the block, you knew Robin Williams. Everybody knew Robin Williams. We knew… Continue Reading “The Limits of Our Experience: Understanding Depression and Suicide”
She asked me if I’d take her to the funeral. She said in a text: “Will u take me? I can’t get a ride.” So I said, yes, I would drive her. This would be another one of the things that I probably wouldn’t… Continue Reading “Role Model”
I was in the parking lot of a youth center where I’d just finished an evaluation meeting when my cell phone rang. My former boss, who probably hadn’t called me on the phone in ten years, tracked me down to tell me that my… Continue Reading “Death by Suicide”
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