Summer 2012: Running from Fear The thing about calling a warm line is that, by its nature, it’s something you do when you need help, or someone you care about needs help. And leaving a message is a leap of
June 19, 2012 The day of my appointment with Dr. O’Connor marked a turning point in my life. It was the day that I received and filled the Zoloft prescription, not knowing the terrifying effects it would have on me.
June 19, 2012 – Part II I want to sing my own song that’s all, cried the bird and flew into a wall. There must be some way out, he cried, and his desperation echoed down the hall. T. Sheaffer,
June 19, 2012 The day started out like many during those first few weeks after Bryce was born. I got up early, fed him, did a little tummy time on the floor in his room, and watched some Bravo while
June 24, 2012 I couldn’t believe that I was now in this position; unable to eat, sleep, drive, or hold my own baby without a concerted effort. Getting on the floor for tummy time was impossible; I felt invisible strings
June 29, 2012 500, 499, 498, 497 – “Please, just go to sleep.” Chris’s voice comes through the darkness. He must have heard me moving, trying to find comfort in this new and unfamiliar hour of wakening. How many nights