In 3 hours, I’m going to the hospital to be with a dear young friend of mine who attempted to kill himself over the weekend.

Earlier this morning over coffee, I made a new friend who opened up to me about his struggles growing up with depression, anxiety, and addiction. Read more

A year ago today, I had an anxiety attack in the happiest place on Earth.

Lauren and I were in Orlando for a conference and were looking forward to an adventurous, all-expenses-paid tour of Epcot.  Lauren, far and away the Type A, detailed-oriented planner of our family, had done hours of research online and developed a strategy for our day in the park.  She’d gone so far as to create her own map that plotted out the specific dishes and drinks she wanted to sample at each of the park’s “countries.” Read more