Believe it or not, this story has a happy ending. There is a saying I have invoked a number of times in the years since I heard it: “we live in our blind spots.” The hilarious irony of this for me, because it seems I can’t go more than a day or two without a […]
Today is World Mental Health Awareness Day, so in an attempt to honor that and generally shine a light on the subject, I’m going to talk about my own mental health a bit. This is of course dependent on the idea that I am capable of talking about anything for “a bit,” which given my […]
A word, here, about gritting it out. A few weeks ago I had a checkup with my psychiatrist. This is a standard thing, I see him about 4 times a year, he makes sure I haven’t lost my mind, asks how I’m doing, how my medications are working, that sort of thing. It is decidedly […]
A word, here, about inevitability. I suppose it was always a question of when I was going to crack up, not if, and the answer turned out to be “one minute before Quizo was supposed to start last night.” I have bombed before – I’ve certainly been performing long enough – but I don’t think […]