He’s sitting in the office. Papers in shaky fingers. He’s got the list: the symptoms, both physical and mental, the treatment necessary, the resources. His heart is pounding in his throat and his legs are quivering. Pins and needles rush over his sk...

Sunday morning, I checked in on Rusty before heading to the garden (the propagation station was out of control). I planted out the pothos and the red arrow and checked my phone, but there were no new messages. I finished up, thinking I’ll give him a...

Last weekend, Rusty* had a massive meltdown. He came within moments of a suicide attempt, if it hadn’t been for friends jumping in and actually forcibly removing him from the situation. It came to that, because Rusty had been hiding his worsening de...

Have you ever heard someone say, it’s not my problem to make sure someone else is validated? Or perhaps it’s argued that people shouldn’t be reliant on others to feel good about themselves. Wow, I hear that a lot! You can't need other people to...

This is one of my favourite analogies for mental health and coping skills. Each of us is born with a metaphorical toolbox. Some of us get big shiny toolboxes with lots of drawers and cabinets, filled with gleaming tools. I've met a few people l...

Deep down, each and every one of us has a simple, burning desire: to be seen. To matter. To know that our life, no matter how small, means something. Even the strongest, most stoic, secure individuals still have the desire, even if it’s not acknowle...