I have a guilty pleasure. I love watching Dr. Phil. Yeah, yeah, I don’t care if the internet is ablaze with articles about what a quack Phillip Calvin McGraw is. There’s just something I like about a guy who will look at someone and not be afraid to say (literally), “What the hell is wrong… Read More


“No, crazy people don’t know they’re going crazy. They think they’re getting saner.” – John Locke, “Lost” I used to be very reluctant to mention to anyone that I take an antidepressant. Despite the countless number of people who liken taking an antidepressant to any other type of medication, it still seems different to me.… Read More


“But where were they going without ever knowing the way…?” One-hit wonders are a curious thing to me. What is it about that one particular song that made it a hit, while everything else they tried to do was largely ignored? Maybe it was just a particular moment in time when the stars aligned perfectly… Read More


“First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Socialist. Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Trade Unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a… Read More


Being institutionalized for a depressive episode is never a laughing matter. Nevertheless, I have a go-to half-joke I always whip out whenever the topic comes up. “You know, sometimes I wish I could be institutionalized, just so I could STOP for a while.” No one ever really laughs. Truth be told, sometimes my life seems… Read More


Followers of this blog may have noticed that I didn’t post a “Tuneful Tuesdays” entry yesterday. For those who don’t follow this blog, “Tuneful Tuesdays” is when I pick out a song that has either helped me through a difficult time in my depression or one that accurately describes some of the feelings that come… Read More


“The man who kills a man kills a man The man who kills himself kills all men. As far as he is concerned, he wipes out the world.” – G. K. Chesterton I am not Catholic, but I formed a very firm belief growing up: If a Christian (or anyone else, for that matter) commits suicide,… Read More


Why do so many men commit suicide? This is a question that, at this particular time of my life, I do not know if I am adequately equipped to tackle. I can attest to the issues that have made me despair of life at various times, but how could I possibly know what would be… Read More


It’s 10:11 p.m., and I am sitting here in front of the computer debating whether or not to begin writing a lengthy post about something I read in an article today. This article contained a phrase and a concept I had never heard before, and I’ve been formulating what I wanted to write on the… Read More


I was going there today. I was going to talk about the Mother of All Depression Songs. The one that everyone recognizes from just the first few notes. The one that makes you want to paint the world a certain color… I was going to write about the Rolling Stones’ “Paint It Black.” “No colors… Read More