Hypochondria: a story of health anxiety and life’s little ironies

Sometimes laughter is the only way…

Screw stigma. I’m coming out.

I’ve kept it to myself for years, but now I believe the only way to…

Gay Dating: What Grindr Taught Me About Being A Man

Even in the most unlikely of places, we are able…

Depression, the Experience

The flavour, colour, texture, shape, and smell of self-destruction

Depression is not a binary system

What happens is that you, all of a sudden, cannot do anything. You cannot do anything because on the…

The Introvert’s Dilemma

or, The Bends. Three years of social anxiety at Harvard, six years of…

A Few New Metaphors for Depression

It’s hard to describe depression beyond its usual metaphors: gloomy, blue, down in the dumps…

Just trying to be the best me

Running, gym, yoga, vegetarian diet, mental health

What Mental Illness Taught Me

I am one of (I assume, millions of) kids that grew up with mental illness in the family. My dad was bipolar (usually) regulated by meds. Not always a fan of keeping up with pills, I experienced many episodes.