I’ve been in the field of mental health for more than 20 years and I’ve worked with a lot of people. Over the years, I’ve had people tell me that I saved their life. An overwhelming majority of the people who have told me that identify as gay, non-binary, or trans. This is not a political or religious post. This is not a post about me. This is a human post - a post about love and affirmation. This is a post about saving lives. 

To know grief is to have known love. They are two sides of the same coin. The unbelievable anguish and loss, the deep chasm that feels like it will never end – this is grief. The deep ache of loss is the love that wants to see, hear, touch, and talk to the person who is gone.

So many of the people I’m talking with these days feel like they are treading water. And for folks who aspire to be “high functioning and highly productive” they can feel like they are treading water but it looks like they have it all together, feet on solid ground.

This is a time for compassion in all its forms - fierce, fuzzy, for ourselves, and for others.

Anger can be information - what we do with it matters.

Changes can be difficult and necessary

Being Enough

Being enough is not the same as giving up.