I wanted to reflect on the events of the past five years of my life, which masked themselves as "distractions," and send a letter directly to what has kept me from succeeding all along: fear. Fear is one of the biggest obstacles that any of us will ever face.
I'd like to discuss how therapy (all therapy) works, as opposed to why it works, and how specific people, such as those in LGBT communities, are affected when we presume to know what makes someone mentally and emotionally "well."
I should be arrested for writing something so awful. It feels somehow that if I write this, it will become reality. Everyone knows you must stay positive. You must lead your mind, and thus your body, where you want to go. And yet, I have found my thoughts wandering toward this dark place.
While 21st century approaches to public health have increasingly focused on healthy living with diet, exercise, smoking cessation, and access to preventive health care, there is a growing evidence base to incorporate mental health into our nation's public health agenda.
We often sacrifice sleep because of long workdays that spill over into our "leisure time," because we're watching late-night TV, and sometimes because that is the only time that we have to ourselves after we put the kids to bed.