One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice -- though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. "Mend my life!" each voice cried. But you didn't stop. You knew what you had to... Continue Reading →
bipolar poster child
Today I cried. I cried for Britney. As stir-crazy points out, virtually no one is pointing out that she is being forced treated and that this may actually be an injustice. No, it's for her own good and it's because of all sorts of "facts" people are assuming they know about her. What is happening... Continue Reading →
A letter to NAMI: by Steven Morgan
Dear NAMI, I am writing this letter as a plea for reconciliation amongst those of us who have psychiatric diagnoses, those of us who issue them, those of us who have family members with them, and those of us who work toward related policies. As we are all aware, there are multiple tensions that exist... Continue Reading →

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