Self-compassion. Uuuuggggghhh. The very phrase conjures up kind of 80s images of a wounded inner child who is being re-parented with whispered affirmations of tender nurturing and unconditional love. Everything about this is hokey. Love is absolutely conditional – sometimes those conditions will extend really, really far, but nearly everyone has a breaking point. And… Continue reading Tender Nurturing
In which I indulge in shameless autobiography in an effort to suggest to those whose suffering comes from inside themselves that I used to suffer a lot, and now suffer less. I don’t particularly want these writings to be a confessional about me. But I do think there are some elements of my personal history… Continue reading Shameless Autobiography Part I: Is It a Depression If There’s No Up?
Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it. -Mary Oliver On the opening page of the story of my life, I am dead. I drank myself to death. I ate myself to death. I died a million deaths before I died, in a hostile world that hated me as much as… Continue reading Theories of Change
