My new psychiatrist asked me, “Did you actually have a plan?” Yes, I did have a plan. The first time, it was a lousy plan. I looked to the bottles of pills lined up on the nightstand—anti-seizure meds, blood pressure meds, over-the-counter pain killers, and various supplements. I figured that the pain meds weren’t potent … Read more
My name is Deborah Brandon. I’m seven years post brain injury. I’m on anti-seizure meds to treat both seizures and depression. And I’m afraid. Over the last few weeks, I’ve noticed that my depression is worsening. I’ve never been a pill popper. I’m leery of any kinds of meds, but especially neurology and psychiatric medications. … Read more
Rocks tumbling around me, rolling down the steep slope, smashing everything in their path, uprooting trees, pulverizing boulders. Except for one—it stands strong, solid, rocks and stones bouncing off to its sides. An island in the midst of the chaos of the rock slide. I scramble towards it, running, leaping; stones stinging and scraping bare … Read more