It’s very hard to write a column about mental health in America when a bunch of Americans are busy ingesting horse paste as a substitute for a free, widely available, and safe Covid-19 vaccine....
I went out west for the first time in my life last week, sat on some rocks, stood in some tall grass, jumped into some canyons, did mom stuff, hung out with cool guys, and otherwise experienced life....
In one of my saddest childhood memories, it is very cold, and my father is pulling me on a sled across the snow. Instead of enjoying it, I am heartbroken and terrified. We have just finished visiting...
Since my father died of Covid-19, I have naturally been angry and devastated at the way that people have refused to take this pandemic — and the miracle of vaccination — seriously. However, I...
It was after an anti-vax relative cheerfully told me that the woman who supplies her with organic milk had inside knowledge on how terrible vaccines are that I finally cried. Our family has already...
A few weeks before my dad died, an aggrieved person from a past life of mine tweeted a bunch of lies about me — as aggrieved people are wont to do. Among them was the idea that I’m some kind of...
“Go outside. Touch grass.” This is what we tell people who annoy us on the internet. It’s a flippant saying, but we’re honestly correct to do so. Being extremely online during a pandemic and...
When we think of grief, we most readily think of a wounded psyche. A beloved person has died, a void opens up, getting ready to swallow you whole. The soul, or the mind, or whatever you want to refer...
Grief opens the door to more grief. It’s something that I’m dwelling on a lot this week, having observed how the loss of my father has had a knock-on effect on my life. An enormous loss won’t...
The pandemic has created many pockets of grief across the world, and in this country especially. Grief is a consequence of the global health crisis that often occurs behind closed doors, in private...