My Story

The Right Professional In Arizona, not knowing the difference between different types of mental health professionals, I had been seeing a psychologist. He suggested St. John’s Wart for my depression. This did absolutely nothing for me. He then referred me to the doctor across the hall. I met with the new doctor, a psychiatrist, and […]

Arizona, Here We Come We moved in with my sister-in-law, in Florence, AZ while I commuted to Phoenix for the first two weeks of my new job with TOSCO. I went off the Paxil shortly after we moved which began the worst 2 years of my life. Within a couple weeks after starting my job,

New Job Means Moving I transferred jobs at the bank so I could become a loan adjustor and go back to school at BYU Provo. This meant we moved in with my parents for a couple of months while we looked for a place of our own. Homeowners After a few more moves, we decided

The Girl A good friend of mine introduced me to my wife, Tamara. At first, we just hung out together and with other friends. We became best friends but never dated. It took 6 months of prodding from my friend to finally get us together. He invited us to go dancing, where we had our

My Senior Year In 12th grade things were much worse at home and my depression was raging. I drank almost every day. I continued to get A’s and B’s in my classes and I went to the library as often as possible. I’d meet up with friends and drink more. It’s all I could do

Attention: The following story contains excerpts from my memories which include suicidal ideations. These are my thoughts and feelings about events which may or may not be actual facts. My memories are filtered through the lens of mental illness and skewed by time. My hope in sharing my story is to help others avoid some