Ann CaininInvisible IllnessA poem about the time an SSRI fucked me over.“What brings you in today?”Nov 18, 2019Nov 18, 2019
Ann CainYoung and SoberI got sober at 23, just four years after I took my first drink.Nov 16, 2019Nov 16, 2019
Ann CainIf I Were Really AliveIf I were alive the sky would not seem so dull and the presence of the people who love me would not feel so cold.Mar 15, 2019Mar 15, 2019
Ann CainToo Much Empathy? Let People Walk In Their Own ShoesI can answer a question about my biggest asset and weakness in the same breath: my empathy.Jan 5, 20191Jan 5, 20191
Ann CaininInvisible IllnessWhy I’m Not Taking My Meds Tonight: A FantasyIt’s a protest.Nov 25, 2018Nov 25, 2018