Greetings my lovelies… Today, I got word from my boss that the hours of my my full-time mental health writing job are being slashed. Actually, überslashed. Because of budget cuts...
Part One is Dedicated to Wendy M. that I met at the “Hotel Vic” (unit six and Winnipeg’s Victoria General Hospital) and who has been a close friend ever since:...
As announced a week ago, “this winter, I will be penning my second survivor memoir, spanning the past decade. My first is available here for free – bear in mind...
This winter, I will be penning my second survivor memoir, spanning the past decade. My first is available here for free – bear in mind I wrote it seven years...
I’ve had time to think over the past month. Not putting my thoughts down on the page but letting them stew for a while has allowed them to grow. I...
…it really does give back. Part of an Epilogue My life was not supposed to be like this. I was born into the arms of two incredibly loving beings, who...
A quick note to tell you that I have finally created a page that encompasses the 200+ page word document that kept me alive during the beginning of my psychiatrization,...
It’s something some thirty-somethings I know have been doing for many, many years. How they stay sane, I do not know. Actually, scratch that, none of them are sane! They...
She Must Be Crazy: Psychiatric Discourse, The “Personality Disorders”, and the Social Regulation of Deviant Women “I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night;...
The Borderline Papers Part One: Winter January 28, 2005 If only I could pinpoint the moment when the mirror flipped on me. “You’re the best, Jen.” There’s a slight hint...