This week is National Suicide Prevention Week! A few months ago, a woman once sent me a message on Facebook that began: “No pressure, but you might save a life.” She went on to tell me her problem and then asked for a solution. The first thing I did was take a deep breath followed...

I don’t know if you have noticed, but ever since Robin Williams died, I have removed the filter from my writing that keeps me safe of jaw dropping, disappointing head gestures, and all kinds of judgments that authentic writing invites. I just really don’t care anymore what people think because lives are at stake. If...

My husband asked me this morning how I slept. I wasn’t sure if I should tell him the truth. Yesterday was a bad day in a string of good days, which feels like a blizzard the first week of April. Aren’t we done with this? By the time we connected at dinner, I had meditated...

“Do you WANT to get better?” a family member asked me a few weeks after I graduated from the psych ward in 2005. I was furious and hurt. Because it was just one of many insensitive comments that seem to imply that I was causing my illness. So when a woman in the online depression...