Dear Uncle. I went to visit you in hospice center yesterday. It isn’t the first time I have been there. Each time, I wonder how I will find you. Will you be awake? Will you still be there? You look so small laying there, not like the farmer I knew who would tackle any job…
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Erasing The Stigma That Comes With Mental Illness
While it may seem easy for me to say something like “we should not stigmatize the mentally ill for the mental illnesses that they have”, because in reality, the mentally ill have no more control over their illness than someone with a neuropathy, or cancer. David, for example, didn’t ask to have mental illnesses. He…
On Public Speaking
Heart pounding. Hands are shaking. Sweat rolling down my back. I can do this. It is not like the topic is foreign to me. I am preparing to speak for approximately 20 minutes to a Human Services Committee in our State Capitol. The lady next to me, someone I know, has offered to help me…