You feel indifference bubbling in the pit of your stomach. In your work to help others, you take in the hurt of those around you, and feel your compassion slipping away. You register the nightmare of someone else’s reality, but your eyes glaze over.
Feeling that the medical system has failed is an increasingly common reaction when problems aren’t fixed or diseases aren’t cured. No area of medicine can escape this sense of failure.
When I woke up, I went to see our new baby. I looked through a window into the nursery. One side of the room was lined with baby beds all full of babies. Except one bed was missing. And tubes and cords hung from the wall in a tangle, as if one of the babies had left in a rush.
Unhappy people need to be able to acknowledge their feelings of negativity before they can change for the better.
And, there’s a reason girls learn to avoid the scarlet letter of a baby bump. Subtly, and sometimes not so subtly, we’re taught growing up that an unplanned pregnancy is the worst-case scenario for our future.
Depression has been a familiar and unwelcome companion through my 20s. I have had six unannounced visits over the past ten years, each visit lasting between one and six months.These excerpts from my journal will give you an idea of how I felt during these times: Nov 2003: “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Something […]
Mornings are tough for most people, but they don’t have to be. They should be a time for reflection, introspection, and above all a time to connect with the creator. To create an effective morning routine, you cannot start the morning you decide to make a change. The secret to blissful mornings begins with restful […]
I spent twenty years fat. And if it’s anyone’s fault, it’s my own. I grew up working very hard and eating very hard. I stopped working hard just as I hit my teens. It didn’t occur to me to stop eating hard until much later. My health suffered. My complexion suffered. I lost strength, then stamina. I could no longer […]
Beauty matters. A few weeks ago, I was surprised to find myself at the arena downtown a couple of nights in a row. I saw two different recording artists who had come through town on their multi-city tours. There couldn’t have been two more different shows to see than these. The first night’s show would […]
I’d come to the Middle East, 23 years old and engaged, on a six-month mission. I’d learned Arabic and taught English in Palestinian camp to children with dirty faces and wide eyes and ragged clothes, feet bare against the garbage of the ground. I’d taught rich wahlad in clean uniforms and learned what it was […]