For me, the first day of school usually brings along with it the (self-imposed) expectation that I need to both make and check everything off a mile-long to-do list. Like every thing I couldn’t get to over the course of the summer needs to be completed by the time the kids get off the bus. […]
It’s a small world. Even in rehab.
Editor’s note: this post is a continuation of the post I wrote yesterday. If you missed that it, read this first. I was admitted to Silver Hill in the third week of February in the year 2000. At the time, I was a 4th grade teacher in Wilton, CT. After 3 days in the Acute […]
I’ll need you to give me your shoelaces.
About 14 years ago, I was hospitalized for depression. It was before I was married or had kids, and it would be the second of three times that I was committed somewhere. This second time, I was admitted to Silver Hill Hospital in New Canaan, CT. It’s a pretty swanky psychiatric hospital that provides treatment […]
If you have never had the pleasure of going to rehab, then you may not know that One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and Girl Interrupted are fairly accurate in their portrayals of the patients who are admitted there. Maybe slightly exaggerated, but for the most part, spot on. You will never meet a more diverse group of people than […]
And I said yes, yes, YES. The Ultimate Mother’s Day Gift.
I love my kids. More than anything. I would climb mountains, brave storms, and take bullets for them. But let’s face it. Sometimes you just want a break. Other times, you need a break. And, that’s why I don’t want flowers for Mother’s Day. I don’t want a lame coupon book saying you’ll clean the […]