I am so proud to feature my first guest post on the blog today. This is a beautiful and poignant essay written by Ms. Deena Baxter, the author of a book entitled, “Surviving Suicide: Searching for Normal with Heartache and Humor.” In her book, Deena shares the story of losing her son Kevin to suicide,
I placed my book on the desk in front of Dr. F, slightly embarrassed. Despite all of my efforts and attempts to become friendly with vulnerability, it is still my greatest challenge. What I know now, is that vulnerability is not just about opening up and sharing that which feels dark or shameful to us.
As I write this, I am sitting at a lovely restaurant on the beach, waiting for a friend to join me for breakfast. Such profound pleasure, to be able to sit and watch the surf crashing up onto the sand, drinking coffee, writing, and enjoying wonderful company. I am trying to allow myself to be
My patient shifted around on the couch, frustrated and upset. She was speaking of a conversation she had recently shared with her father. My patient had finally managed to complete and submit a job application, and had eagerly shared the good news with her parents. “And then do you know what he told me?” Tears