Creative

          I overslept.  I lost the job.  Insomnia ruins more than sleep.            So I spent the day with my family for the 2011 Super Bowl—to not be...

There is one way in and one way out of the psych ward. A yellow line is drawn on the worn tile floor, twenty feet inside the doors that slide open when the doctor swipes his identification card across a panel. I am somehow aware that once I cross this line, there will...

“I had a panic attack in the middle of the night, while in a deep sleep,” I tell the therapist, who sits directly across from me in an arm chair, his left leg crossed atop his other, listening intently to my prattling. “It was terrifying,” I continue. “I tried to...

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