Writer and Photographer
Morrissey I don’t understand it. I can’t explain it. But it happened. Out of the blue, during spring break (God forbid!) I found myself neck deep in depression. I would have drank myself out of my depression but I was too depressed to drink. I …
When a surgeon plunders through your brain like an unorganized sock drawer, strange and terrifying things tend to happen. The only thing worse is if the surgeon plunders around only to realize that they can’t correct the problem. This is what happened to Brittany Maynard. …
My husband knocked softly on the bathroom door. “It’s happening again.” I turn off the bathroom sink and yell through a mouthful of toothpaste, “What’s happening again?” In our house the phrase “it’s happening again” could mean many different things like, “Our daughter …