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How’s Gabriel?

How’s Gabriel? I hear that all the time.  There is no simple answer.  But answering it is the focus of my daily life.  Every day.  The real answer is Gabriel’s not OK. Gabriel is Bipolar. His moods shift. Daily. Weekly. Yearly. He is never OK. I spend my days like a...

Protecting The Innocent

I don’t remember when reporting of suspected abuse and threat assessments (e.g., suicide risk identifications) became mandatory for educators and counselors. It was before I became a parent, I know that much, and it dawned on me a long time ago that there were...

Stop The Stigma

I admitted my 10 year old son to a psychiatric hospital Wednesday night. My son is mentally ill. For years, I have apologized to people for who my son is. His behaviors or quirks were something that were spoken about quietly, like they were something to be embarrassed...

A Letter I Can’t Send – It Gets Better

Dear Mom and Dad, I have waited a long time to write this. High school, college, my first job, my first apartment. Your firstborn is finally an adult. We’ve addressed the issues before. Usually at the kitchen table, or as you stand in my doorway while I cry in my...