I am a firm believer in the concept that no one "gets there" alone. I know that I have had a lot of help along the way, and I strive to help others as they go through life too. I know what it's like to be alone, to struggle and to be the victim of an injustice or cruel act.
My happy days don't give me immunity from depression, nor does my very abundant life. Beauty, money, fame, and even hordes of admirers don't keep anyone safe from this mental illness. It can affect anyone, and when it does, we need help.
I have observed, with alarming regularity, how the comments sections of online articles become war zones. No one knows each other personally, and the facelessness gives people courage to speak their mind freely without worrying about the consequences.
My car has a world-class GPS system in it. It's a genuine, high-tech, (the kind I need our 13-year-old to explain), sure-to-get-me-where-I-want-to-go virtual assistant that guides me in my travels. Only problem is, I said I wanted to get to "happiness," and it was stymied.
"For the most sensitive among us the noise can be too much." I have not been able to get Jim Carrey's tweet on the occasion of Philip Seymour Hoffman's sudden death out of my head. That line has been running through my thoughts pretty much constantly since Hoffman's death.
Unless you are educated on OCD, have seen a therapist, or have some sort of confirmation other than your own unfortunate desire to connect with me about this -- I'm going to be honest and let you know I really, really don't want to hear your superficial self-diagnosis.
In these formative years, students are like sponges, constantly absorbing clues from their superiors on how medicine should be practiced. Can we really expect medical students to retain their empathy if we don't show them how?
People get sick but resist their own sense of frailty; people witness another's death but deny their own mortality; people age but fight against every visible reminder. As a result, they are compelled to project death and dying onto someone else, and people with HIV become prime targets.
According to Dr. Elaine Aron, highly sensitive people (HSPs) make up approximately 15 to 20 percent of the population. While I would classify myself as a moderate HSP, there are certain triggers I now recognize that amplify my sensitivity. Here are eight survival strategies for HSPs.
While it's profoundly difficult predicting the developmental trajectory of any single individual, new research suggests we can influence the odds that people will retreat within themselves or unleash the fundamentally human drive to explore and create.
For those of us who are both afflicted and blessed by the tendency to feel deeply about people and things, we may find ourselves very conflicted about the flurry of expectations for us to spend money and experience joy for the "holidays."