The last time I was kissed by a man, it felt like the end of a chapter, the kind you pause over, time thickening around you, feeling the story settle in your bones like radiation. I knew it would be...
“I want to live alone in the desert I want to be like Georgia O'Keefe I want to live on the Upper East Side And never go down in the street” — Warren Zevon It’s bizarre to be writing a...
Well, the world is ending — again — and we are being told to hoard our medicine. This is not going to work out very well now, is it? This is what author Andrea Phillips had to point out on...
The death of Caroline Flack this past weekend has again brought discussions about suicide to the forefront. Every time someone with a high profile makes the sad decision to take their own life, it...
One of the reasons why progressives frequently irk me — besides the quite natural situation in which familiarity breeds contempt — has to do with how mental anguish and even victimhood can be...
Writing about mental health in the United States means having to write about growing social atomization, aided by technology. Technology impacts our efforts to reach out to one another. We interact...
I spent an hour and a half at the pharmacy the other day. First, there was a “hold” on my prescription. Then the pharmacist needed to help other customers. Then the insurance needed to be...
In mid-November, a tweet went viral that was asking people to detail what their proudest accomplishments of the decade were. We were just weeks away from the start of a new decade and people were...
This is the first in a series about mental health in America Lack of access to adequate mental health care in the United States is one of the things that’s tearing this country apart. I wrote...
