mental health
Oh, by the way, this is THE WORST POST I'VE EVER WRITTEN.
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Over the weekend, the viral blog post “I Am Adam Lanza’s Mother” spoke to the complicated relationship of a mother to a potentially dangerous and mentally ill son. xoJane asked a psychiatrist to respond.
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By all means, let’s improve mental health services in the US. Please. We desperately need it. But if you want to talk about how to prevent rampage violence, I’m afraid you’re going to need to move on to other subjects.
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By the time I understood this personality disorder, we had two daughters, were almost 2 million dollars in debt and I had lost every ounce of respect that I once had for this man.
mental health
I was fidgety, inattentive, and had a hard time putting together sentences that were longer than one or two words. According to my doctors, this was "good," because it was a sign that my medication was working.
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I find myself fascinated with the ways people find to hold it together: whether with drinking, drugs prescribed and scored, strings of sexual partners, knitting, cutting, calling their mom every Sunday to cry into the phone
adventures in crazy brain
The question is not whether you know mental illness exists, but what you are going to do about it.
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I was diagnosed with bipolar II disorder at 27, just one year older than you are now. Thank God there was no Twitter or Facebook or Instagram back then.
seasonal affective disorder
I want to crawl into a hole for the winter and emerge looking pretty just in time for spring.
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This depression and anxiety thing isn't temporary. It's not going to disappear when I hit a certain age, or achieve certain career milestones, or get a really great deep-conditioning treatment.
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The Crazy Town stuff is difficult to explain to my boyfriend. He’s sympathetic, for sure, but as far as I can ascertain, his biggest life tragedy thus far was wearing a palate expander in the fourth grade.
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I grew up with the idea that doctors knew what they were doing, that they were competent and trustworthy and had most of the answers. I don't believe that anymore.
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In the midst of my festival of tears, I found myself sincerely thinking, "I can't kill myself. I haven't finished my taxes yet." And then I started to laugh.
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I went to therapy once. For exactly a year. I don't think it worked.
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Dec 18, 2012 at 3:00pm | 88 comments

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I’ve never been to a nightclub or held down a real job for long, I don’t have friends, and I live with my mum and dad at an age where most of my old school friends have children and spouses of their own.
mental health
Sometimes my body gets numb and I forget that I'm a human being.
anxiety management
I've had enough panic attacks to fuel a dozen Woody Allen movies. Here are my tips on how to deal.
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Some practical tips for finding a professional to help you save your mental health -- or even your life.
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I take mental illness very seriously. So I’ve never regretted having my second husband committed to a psychiatric ward -- and would do it all over again, if need be.
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