The recovery that keeps on givingThis weekend I attended my 10-year High School reunion. And what a weekend it was. From the moment I reached the train stop, the madness...
Finding meaning.I lived with anxiety, with unceasing fear Constantly worried of what happens this year. I stayed isolated, pulled back from friends...
Perspectives on sick vs. recovered.‘Twas a long walk my march to recovery. I try to think of when it is that I passed the destination, but then I question whether I’ve even...
To my home in NYBoth in sickness and in my health; From small pay through the accumulation of wealth. In my serenity and beyond my anxiety; From drunken...
