“According to the World Health Organization, 350 million people suffer from depression, yet at any given time, we can feel alone.” That’s the opening line for the Giving Voice to Depression podcast. And it’s true. At times, those of us who live with mental illness, feel like we are suffering all alone. It was true […]
My clients were concerned. When they couldn’t reach me, they called first my wife, and then the hotel. I was lying on my back, unconscious, covered in vomit, when the police and EMT’s found me. They thought it was a murder scene. Vomit covered the bed and the floor. It had projected up the wall behind me, and coated a massive picture that hung over the bed. Apparently the pink Benadryl pills, along with the tens of thousands of milligrams of other medication I took, created the effect of blood. I had been unconscious for a solid ten hours by then.