Author Archives: My Bleeding Ink

That’s *How* They Got to That Age!

Today I have this excerpt from a book I read, written by one of my favorite comedians and bad-ass mental health advocate Maria Bamford, reminding you that, no, people who die by suicide are not “cowards”. They didn’t “take the … Continue reading

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Clear as Mud

When you have chronic illness, a headache is rarely just a headache. What you think is a horse can oftentimes be a zebra. So when you have hydrocephalus like me, it can also be a shunt malfunction. In fact, that’s … Continue reading

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My Friend Ruth

Ruth was a genuinely good person. From the moment we met in high school, I remember her kindness. And as a disabled kid who didn’t feel too good about himself, finding kind people was essential. Over our high school years, … Continue reading

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