The year is 2015. I am underneath a hay baler. Helping Dad tinker on one thing or another, I can’t recall. I do clearly remember the thought that washed over me when I was alone underneath the baler. “Wouldn’t it be nice if this whole thing just collapsed on me right now?” There it was. One of the early appearances of the dark thought machine. … Continue reading The Dark Thought Machine

Getting diagnosed with a mental illness as a teenager was hard. It was messy. It was scary. I was navigating completely foreign territory. Enter doctors, drugs, hospitals. All while everyone else was in high school. I had a truly amazing support system. I talked to people with mental health issues. But they were all quite a bit older than me. I was missing someone, one … Continue reading The One I never Had