How Has Writing 200 Posts Changed Me?

How Has Writing 200 Posts Changed Me?

I can’t quite believe it. This is my 200th post. I’ve come to love sitting down in front of a blank screen, the little cursor blinking an early morning hello at me, and trying to convey either something that I have talked with patients about during my...
When The Holidays Bring The Memory Of Loss

When The Holidays Bring The Memory Of Loss

December 17th, 2007.  The day my mom died. I can remember where I was standing when my brothers called me. 9:23 am — in my kitchen, in front of the stove. It was odd hearing from Spencer that morning. His halting, but loving voice came over the line....
My Own Struggle With Panic Attacks

My Own Struggle With Panic Attacks

I remember the night that I finally had to admit there was something wrong. And that something was mental illness. March 1984. It was the night I opened the doors into a big, swanky hotel lounge in Dallas, filled with friends, but mostly strangers, all having a good...
I Owe It To You. Two Years And Counting.

I Owe It To You. Two Years And Counting.

I don’t know what to say. Or at least it’s difficult to come up with the right words to express my feelings. December 17th is the 2 year anniversary of my journey onto the Internet. First with the website “NestAche”. Then with the originally...
Panic Disorder: My Own Story

Panic Disorder: My Own Story

I remember my first panic attack. On a Sunday morning in my hometown.  My mid-20’s. In the back balcony of our church.  Singing a solo.  As I had done 1000 times before. But this time was different. This time there were things going on in the background of my...