I spent my adolescence and teenage years obsessing about this question: Am I depressed or just deep? When I was nine, I figured that I was a young Christian mystic because I related much more to the saints who lived centuries ago than to other nine-year-old girls who had crushes on boys. I couldn’t understand...
The following is a guest blog from one of my favorite psychiatrists, Dr. Ronald W. Pies, Clinical Professor of Psychiatry at Tufts University School of Medicine. An old ethnic joke tells the story of the grandmother who is walking on the beach with her young grandson. Suddenly, she looks around and sees the boy a...
On the combox of my post, “What Is Your Epiphany,” a reader said that her “Aha” moment was knowing that God loves her. Simply that: She is loved unconditionally by God. That is one of the mottos that I repeat throughout the day, as well. It can be successful in breaking my addiction or attachment...
I am often told that I should grow a thicker skin. I’m too sensitive. I let things get to me too much. Most people who struggle with depression are the same. We are more transparent and therefore absorb more into the gray matter of our brain than our thicker-skinned counterpoints. In his book, “Your Emotional...
I’m sure most of you are familiar with the poem “Desiderata.” The framed text hung in the laundry room of my childhood home, and every time I read it I came away with something new. The word “desiderata” is Latin for “desired things.” The the poignant poem was written by the American writer Max Ehrmann...
