Depressed and Catholic: Learning It’s OK to Live

If you "live with major depression," you understand what a paradoxical phrase that is. The disease of depression may not ever express itself in completed suicide, or even in attempts, plans, or ideation. But the voice of this disease is anti-life. And it is insidious as hell.Undiagnosed or untreated, we try to silence that YouWantToDieYouKnowYouDo brain elevator music with the people's pharmacopeia of numbing agents: alcohol, sex, food, rock n roll, self-injury, drugs. The problem is they're … [Read more...]

The Demon in the Shadows: Mental Illness, Mass Shootings, and an Adjunct’s Lonely Death

Two very different stories in my newsfeed this morning. Both are tragic. Each gets attention for the questions it raises about law and justice. But each has another, less obvious thread that compounds the tragedy, complicates the law, raises more troubling questions of justice. Each challenges us to respond to those questions, as Catholics, as Americans.We've all been watching the unfolding tragedy of Monday's mass shooting at the Naval Shipyard in Washington, DC. The victims are being named … [Read more...]

Catholic and Crazy: The Asylum of Faith

When you're locked in a rubber room, wearing paper pajamas that leave far too little to the imagination, trying to find patterns in the ceiling tiles as cracked as your brain, you wouldn't expect to find yourself conversing with the spirit of an Irish teenager 1400 years dead---murdered by her own father, the story goes, when she resisted his incestuous advances. But that's how it works when you're Catholic and crazy. The communion of saints means we're never alone, even in a psych ward. In … [Read more...]

Home for Advent, Christmas, and Ever After

Really, I tell you, never, never, never count God out.Yesterday, while I was bewailing the uncertainty of my future and being lectured by Dr Phil in the Sky, the band of angels who are my family and friends were tying up the last loose ends of a conspiracy to get me not only a home, but Home. Next Friday I will wing my way out of Ur . . . or Egypt . . . or Dayton, Ohio, and head back to the City of the Angels. Waiting for me will be a small, manageable, even affordable by LA standards … [Read more...]


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