Once upon a time, I was that person stuck in a miserable relationship. I knew I was unhappy — and that my partner was unhappy, too. But I also knew that relationships were work. That it wasn’t always going to be easy.
So when things got hard in my first marriage, » Read more
When there’s not a pandemic raging outside, a lot people who are using healthcare services are a group of folks known as the “worried well.”
The worried well are basically as they sound. They primarily are visiting the doctor because they’re concerned about their health. They don’t actually need medical treatment and they mostly are there to be reassured that whatever it is that they’re experiencing can and will resolve on its own. » Read more
I’m a big reader. Have been ever since I learned how. I grew up reading primarily fiction. It was the same through my teens and into my mid 20s. Fiction and loads of it.
And then, somewhere along the line, I stopped reading fiction. If I had to guess when it happened, I can look back at my back-to-back experiences prepping for two separate careers (after the changing economy snatched one away): the first involved cramming medical terminology into my skull; » Read more
“It’s really easy to find self-help advice nowadays,” she says. “It’s all over the Internet.”
I nod. “Sure is. I even write some myself.”
“That must be a real trip,” she says. “Just putting it out there and seeing how it’s applied.”
“It can be,” I say. “It does help that I don’t know most of my readership personally. » Read more
March 2010 – Saint Patrick’s Day
“You’ve been doing amazing,” S says. “You look incredible. You’ve changed so much.” We lock arms, cuddle. “Just be careful. Don’t leave him behind.”
S throws a look at my then-husband, who is doing a line of shots with some of the other boys across the room. » Read more