Breathing isn’t something we normally think about, we just do it. It’s so intuitive we take it for granted—until we can’t do it anymore. Then suddenly it becomes the only thing we can think about. Just ask anyone who has ever had an asthma attack or who has almost drowned. Ask the people with coronavirusContinue reading “Breathing”
Healing from depression is a long, slow process. My depression was the result of trauma (a subject I’m saving for another post as I am not yet ready to share it), so when I sought help in December I knew I needed a therapist to help me work through what happened to me. We agreedContinue reading “Antidepressants”
What better time to write a post on loneliness than when everyone is self-isolating during the coronavirus pandemic?