How to Care: A Gentle Call for Compassion in the Face of Depression

I sometimes wonder, have we lost the ability or the inclination to care? I guess the optimist in me would like to think the reality is not quite as bleak as that… Not yet, I hope. No. I would like to imagine instead a world where we simply don’t know how to care in the […]

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A Day in the Life with Bipolar and No Medical Aid

In my writing folder, this piece is titled Rough Cut Moonstone. This is because I have a beautiful sea foam green moonstone ring in its relatively raw and unpolished state. I love its contours and the way it catches the light. This piece I have a similar attachment to… It is by no means flawless […]

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The Broken Pot (or, How I Learned to Embrace Vulnerability)

Today, I thought, I would share something a loyal reader once gifted me on a blog piece I wrote entitled, Fear can be a funny thing. The piece was about trying to conquer fears, fears I had not had before my severe depression, fears I had not had when I had been a more confident […]

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The Gift of Empowerment: A Love Story

Ok, so it’s not a Wednesday but I don’t always save appreciation for one day alone… Today I would like to thank an artist and friend for his contribution to my home, and to the, in turn, source of inspiration he has become in my life as a human being and as  a writer… I […]

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Finding my voice again

*This piece was first published on www.health–e.org.za under the title ‘I was living an unliveable life’ for my column on mental illness, Through the Looking Glass In December 2012, I was admitted to the Elizabeth Donkin Hospital while in the throes of a manic episode. There, I was diagnosed and treated for bipolar disorder. I […]

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