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Walk for Hope Talk in Harrisonburg, VA/Trip To the University of Notre Dame

Wed, 04 Apr 2012 06:52:49 -0500

Each walker placed a yellow flower at the entrance to the event

Wow, very exciting weekend. Saturday i went to the Walk for Hope - an amazing first time event for suicide prevention and depression awareness. My friend Bib Frazier who lost his son to suicide was the catalyst for this event, as well as Pam Resse Comer from the counseling group at Eastern Mennonite University (EMU). Four schools participated as described below. I was sending out an "enhanced" version of my speech to a few folks and thought it might be helpful here too. I try to do my speeches without any notes, so I didn't say what is listed here word for word. This actually has more than i said (sometimes I forget something because I don't use notes - but I have found I am for more effective presenting without them) with links and photos that were not included in the speech.

The only problem with giving you this speech in writing is my sense of humor does not come through at all. But those of you who've seen me can probably imagine the hand motions and expressions that change a sentence from somber to funny. Hard to do on paper. Need my theatrics to pull it off.

Monday I had a chance to go to the University of Notre Dame for a whirlwind tour with adminstrators there about how to maximize mental health at the University of Notre Dame. Great folks there (of course I am a proud and biased alumni). Think we will see some groundbreaking work out of ND in the next few years in the mental health area. I also had a chance to meet with the students from a new course on mental health and mental illness awareness that is being offered at ND. They are using Struck by Living as a text for the class.

Gorgeous day at the University of Notre Dame on Monday!

The class has about 16 students, all from a wide array of backgrounds (Arts and Letters, science, premed, psychology). What was so nice about seeing this group is that it was not just psychology majors, but people who were generally interested in understanding mental illness and trying to make a difference in the world. Very excited about where this course is going. The NAMi student group at ND wants to do a talk in the fall and asked me to return. Of course I said YES! Any excuse to return to ND in the fall and see my good friends Steve Reifenberg and Chris Cervanek is appreciated.

Here is the enhanced speech:

Speech Given at Walk for Hope – Harrisonburg, VA 3-31-2012

(this was a four school suicide prevention and depression awareness walk. The four schools that participated were James Madison University (JMU), Eastern Mennonite University (EMU), Blue Ridge Community College and Bridegwater College. Approximately 800 people participated, each person wearing a Walk for Hope t-shirt for a color representing his or her school. We all convened at the Farmer’s Market in Harrisonburg for speeches, food, music, and information booths for suicide prevention and recovery from suicide loss.

For photos and more tidbits, check out my SBL facebook page:

http://www.facebook.com/struckbyliving

Speech:

Thank you for allowing me to join in this celebration of life. Pam Comer, Bibb Frazier and all of you who have worked so hard to create this event – thank you. Thank all of you for walking!

The two catalysts, Bibb Frazier (in cowboy hat) and Pam Reese Comer (at the mic)

I am speaking today in honor of Bibb and Dolly’s son Austin Frazier and also for Julie Simon, the sister of my friend Beth Schaeffer. Both Austin and Julie attended James Madison University.

If someone gave Bibb, Beth and me a crystal ball in 1978 when we graduated from Harrisonburg High School, and we looked in the crystal ball to see that sometime in the next 35 years Bibb would lose a son to suicide, Beth would lose a sister to suicide and I would attempt suicide, we would have said ARE YOU NUTS?! This crystal ball is defective! We were smart, strong, weren’t we good looking back then Bibb and Beth? Anyone would say we were capable people. Suicide didn’t happen to people like us or our families.

We were wrong. About 35K lives annually are lost to suicide in the US. To put that number in perspective, 40K people a year lose their lives to breast cancer. By taking simple steps, putting on pink shoelaces, and talking openly about breast cancer, the rate of death by breast cancer has steadily decreased over the past decade. Thirty years ago people treated cancer victims as though they were toxic and families dealt with their pain in silence. Today, families are open about cancer and communities rally in support. I believe that TODAY you are taking that same type of action about suicide. Thank you for taking that first step today to change our world.

Here are some friends from Cooper who attended the Dr. Oz event we did in January

JMU students - purple, EMU - light blue, Blue Ridge - Dark Blue, Bridgewater burgundy

Today I’m going to tell you one story, give a little advice, tell another story and give you some homework at the end. Don’t worry, the homework won’t be collected or graded, it something you hold in your heart. But in order for the homework to make sense, you have to hear the stories first.

Story Number One:

In September of 2001, when many of you were trying understand why your parents were glued to the TV, watching those two planes crash again and again into the twin towers, I sat in a locked psychiatric ward waiting for my first round of Electroconvulsive Therapy (ECT). I was certain my life was over. I was certain I had nothing to offer my children who were 5 and 7 at the time, a few years younger than you. I knew had nothing I could give my friends, my community or my husband. I was so certain of this, I drove my car into the garage and let it run for 90 minutes.

Luckily, unbeknownst to me, my garage is really well ventilated. I did ECT, and recovered. I remember looking at my journal the day after the first ECT session and thinking who IS this person.?? I’ve ruined my children, I’m a horrible wife, I’m stupid, I sounded like the Eyore character in Winnie the Pooh. I did ECT and snap my view of myself and my life completely changed. I realized then, really for the first time, that depression is a disease. Nothing in my life had changed. I had the same husband, the same house and the same kids. Yet in a 24-hour period I viewed my world completely differently.

When I sat in that garage, I saw no possibility in my future life. That’s the problem with clinical depression. Depression skews perception SO much, the crystal ball of life is perpetually gray. I figured I might as well end it now and save everybody the heartache.

So many people think suicide is a selfish thing – clearly those people have never been clinically depressed. Most suicides occur because the person sincerely feels he’s a burden on the world and everybody would be better off without him. The hope of change is lost. When I was that depressed, suicide seemed practical, even a moral choice.

In 2001 my crystal ball was permanently gray no matter how hard I shook it. Convinced change would never happen, I tied to take my own life.

I made a list yesterday of some of the things that have happened in the decade since I attempted suicide:

- I’ve watched my kids grow up into people I actually like and respect, most days anyway – they are now 15 and 17. I often think of what their lives might have been lost if they lost their mother at ages 5 and 7.

- My husband has distilled into even a finer person than he was when I married him. He’s done incredibly well in business, growing his partnership and nurturing a long list other companies. Not only has he helped his own employees have jobs and gain financial security, all the companies that he’s helped have become more successful. I often wonder how many jobs would have been lost if he had to shut down his business for several years because he was suddenly faced with single parenthood with children traumatized by their mother’s suicide.

- I’ve pursued my life’s passion of writing, wrote Stuck by Living, and people have actually read it! Thousands of people! I’ve visited 19 different countries (not all related to the book), done about 200 talks, reunited with friends all over the world, and made a long list of new friends.

- There’ve been fun quirky experiences - a psychologist in Ireland found me on the internet and asked me to evaluate his prep manual for ECT patients, which I did. I got to be on the Dr. Oz Show. I’ve been invited to speak at medical schools, universities, at the International Society of ECT and Neurostimulation and the American Association of Suicidology. The American Assn of Suicidology – can you believe such a thing even exists?

- I’ve been able to hang out with creative types which I initially did not believe existed in Texas – writers and musicians. In fact, one musician named Brice Beaird (http://www.facebook.com/BriceBeaird) wrote a song inspired by my book. http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/struck-living/201111/song-heals-hold-me Through a bizarre set of circumstances I connected him to a producer in Austin. I got to be on the music video – very fun experience creating that. You can even buy the song on ITunes “Hold on to Me” a singer is Helen Darling (http://helendarling.com/).

Songwriter Brice Beaird who wrote "Hold on to Me"

- But perhaps my favorite story is about Jorge. Like many men in the Latino culture, Jorge was ashamed of his wife’s depression. He pushed away his friends who were trying to help him. Jorge heard me talking about Struck by Living on the radio, sought out the book and started reading. Jorge read Struck by Living to his wife, page by page, translating it into her native Spanish so it would be easier for her to understand. He emailed me to ask some advice and thank me. Turns out that Jorge works 5 miles from my house. He teaches at a nearby school and his wife received treatment in the same hospital where I received treatment. Jorge changed his macho-latino view and accepted the help of friends because that’s what my husband Ken did. Ken is well respected community, smart, a leader and Jorge followed his example. I met Jorge a few weeks ago, charming, a life force, kind of a cross between Antonio Banderas and Javier Bardem. For the younger women in the crowd, this may not be that exciting, but those over 50 might understand what a fun meeting that was! Jorge’s now developing a Spanish translation of Struck by Living and we are going to publish it.

Just think about it, ten years ago I sincerely thought I deserved death. That I had nothing to offer. But what is even more strange is by being honest about the absolute worst part of my life, I have freed not just me, but others to improve mental health in the world.

When I think about all these experiences, I realize Man! My crystal ball SUCKED!

The problem is no one’s crystal ball is accurate. No matter how bad life or good life seems on any day, I can guarantee you one thing. Life will change. Learn to soak up the good moments and tread water through the bad ones. If we help each other, if we are willing to accept help, we all can make it.

So now for some advice

In order to make it – however – we need to be able to recognize depression. Everyone needs to learn to manage his or her own mental health. Here’s the fun part. Everyone’s mental health plan is unique. Our president can’t craft a plan for you, a doctor can’t prescribe it. YOU have to own it. And EVERYONE, not just the mentally ill, needs a mental health plan.

I have a mental health plan that I’ve developed for me that I call my Struck by Living Top 6 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Qay6Skv7Go&lr=1&user=struckbyliving

Here are my Top 6

1. I take an antidepressant. I This was a tough hurdle for me to overcome, not because of any side effects of medication, but because I felt if I were spiritually whole, I should not need an antidepressant. I felt so strongly about this I went off medication in 2005 and I relapsed in 2007 when the perfect storm of stress occurred.

2. I try to protect what I call the “big three.” Everyone has her “normal” in terms of sleep and body weight. My sleep normal these days is about 7 hours a night. When I see my self sleeping less – 5 hours a night several days in a row, I try to readjust. If I can’t I call my psychotherapist or psychiatrist and we adjust medication.

In terms of body weight, I know I’m depressed when I start dropping weight rapidly. If Im depressed I have no appetite – other people eat when they’re depressed, I do the opposite. Normally I have a voracious appetite. So again, I monitor and adjust. I also take fish oil for Omega III fatty acids and take a Vitamin D supplement. Deficiency of both these things have been strongly linked to depression. When I look back at the three major episodes in my life, all three had heavy onset in Dec/Jan and peaked in March/April – from this it seems pretty likely that I suffer from Seasonal Affect Disorder (SAD), which is basically a deficiency of Vitamin D due to lack of sunlight. Because we have become SO good about wearing sunscreen, we often don’t get the 15 minutes of unprotected sunlight a day that we all need. It is an easy blood test to determine your Vitamin D level. So if you or someone you care about seems to follow this same pattern, I highly recommend getting your Vitamin D levels checked.

Routine exercise has been linked to better brain health in study after study. John Ratey wrote a book called Spark, I highly recommend it. The work of my good friend Dr. Madhukar Trivedi on exercise and depression from UT Southwestern is highlighted throughout this book. But exercise is important not just for management of depression, but ADHD, Alzheimers, and better academic performance. So the first thing I tell people to do if they are depressed is to force themselves to at least get out and walk briskly every day for a period of time. I am an avid runner, but you don’t have to run or be a super athlete. Just make exercise part of your daily routine.

3. I listen to my friends and family about my own mental state. If I am trying to solve my depression, I am trying to solve my problem with the very organ in my body that is broken. It just isn’t very effective. So now when my family, particularly my husband tells me my “normal” is off – not sleeping enough is usually the first and biggest sign, I try to self correct. My friends get after me if I send emails at 3 in the morning. I’ve trained my family and friends to be my barometer of health.

4. I plan proactively for times of high stress. This happened just recently. I was in London in early December doing a talk and visiting friends, and I got a call from the Dr. Oz show. Ended up they wanted me to be on the show, and fly immediately to NY after I returned from my London trip. Between the holidays and the impact of having my life on display for 3-4 million people in January I was wound up. I called my psychotherapist and we scheduled about 3 sessions once a week through January. I also called my psychiatrist and we adjusted medication for that time period. By the end of January I was back on track.

I think many people avoid psychotherapy because they see themselves committed to psychotherapy for a lifetime. It doesn’t have to be this way. It is completely reasonable to agree with a psychotherapist on the goals of therapy and a timeframe of completion.

5. I do things that excite my brain. When I was a freshman at ND I had my first depressive break (although I did not recognize it at the time) in January of 1979. I had decided to change from pre-med to another major, my boyfriend had dumped me, etc and I slipped from deans list to a 2.2 with an identical course load.

Because my father insisted that I have an employable skill upon graduation, he forced me into a business major. Sophomore year I was miserable. All business courses, no electives. I remember taking statistics and just barely making a “C.” I could not understand my teacher or the subject. Junior year, I was able to have some electives and took everything in English. I thrived, back up to deans list. And guess what? I did better in all my business courses too. In fact I aced Quantitative Methods – which is basically advanced statistics. Because my brain was happy, my brain overall performed at a higher level. (Interesting to note that although I have a low “B” average at ND, I never had a “B” semester. I was either happy and on Dean’s List, or miserable and struggling to maintain a “C.”)

6. I try to have friends who are fun and have a sense of perspective. In this country we have a habit of hanging out only with members of our same age group. The problem this creates is we get stuck in the problems of that age group. For example, for me right now, with a 17 year old, the big “problem” is “Where will your child go to college” If I hang out with the other moms at the private school my son attends, I can feel my blood pressure rise. So this is what I do. I go to the Cooper Aerobics Center – this is a place in dallas where I work out – not a pick up type health club – there are a lot of people at Cooper from ages 40-80. When I am in the locker room after my work out, I just call out my problem for the day. Women who are 5,10, 20 years older than me call back their stories – “Oh yeah! I remember that stuff. I also remember when Johnny dropped out of school and we thought the world was going to end. You know, he went on to create his own business and did really well. . .” there is nothing better than knowing that someone has lived through your problem and recovered.

Here are some friends from Cooper who attended the Dr. Oz event we did in January

This safety in knowing “this too will pass” helps put life into perspective. So when exams come and everyone is losing it about that chemistry test – remember in the long term your chemisty grade only matters so much. Do the best you can and get a good night’s sleep.

I have recently added a 7^th item which is allow time for introspection http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/struck-living/201109/introspection-key-ingredient-mental-health

Time alone – to pray, meditate, and to think of your place in the broader spectrum is critical to my mental health. I left out this component purposely because I have seen too many people try to pray their way to health – avoiding the professional help and medication that they probably need. But as I have talked so much about mental health. I realize to leave this critical component out is a mistake.

And now the final story. I want to leave you with a story that has a strong visual metaphor. For me these are the type of stories that stick, and hopefully this one will stick with you.

In 2005, I went on an 80-mile hike through the Sierras with one of my best friends and her long-time boyfriend. These friends are what my husband calls “crunchy granola” and were a bit hard -core about their hiking. No GPS, no satellite phone. I hauled a 40-pound pack through incredible scenery. I got bad altitude sickness for a few days, actually thought I was going to die, but finally we descended to a lower altitude and I thought my problems were over. Not quite. We had a river crossing. It had been raining all day so the river was raging. The log was plenty wide and I have decent balance, but if I fell, I would break some bones or worst case hit my head and drown. I took a deep breath, looked forward and crossed the log.

My friend Rand crossing the river

A few days later, we reached the beginning of that same river, close to the spring where the river initiated. I took one big step and crossed into a green field, the peak of Mt Whitney in clear view, no problem whatsoever. The difference of crossing early versus late in a river’s life struck me hard.

That river, for me, is my depression. I know my signs of depression. I don’t sleep, I drop weight, I isolate and I condemn every idea that comes into my head before it hits the page. These days I’ve gotten much better at detecting the slippage myself, and can often self-correct. The trick is to catch the problem at the beginning, when the stream is small, where I can step across the issues and maintain my health. If I give depression too much time, the stream turns into a river – that rages – that endangers my life. If I slip on that log, I not only lose my own life, I endanger the lives of those I love.

This is the river near the source, with Mt Whitney in the background

Thank you so much for being here today and helping people to choose life. Now, after listening me, are you ready for your homework? Okay. You homework is to implement two simple practices so that you and the people around you can have fuller lives.

The first is:

Develop your own mental health plan, write it down, and protect it. Life is going to bring problems. If you catch them at the stream stage, however, the solution is far easier.

The second

Be kind to each other. You have no idea how powerful a hand on the shoulder or a kind word can be for someone who is deeply depressed. That small gesture can drive people from isolation to inclusion. And who knows. In that short, brief moment, you may have saved a life.

So with this, I’d like to leave you with a song. The is sung by Helen Darling (http://helendarling.com/), the artist who also sings “Hold on to Me.” This song isn’t about suicide, but a lost love. But the reason I want to play it for you today is because the song is about being a force of change. Suicide is bad and I believe far more prevalent than we realize. Many of us have lost people we love, causing a tear in our souls that we fear will never heal. But we can heal. We can help ourselves and others to get help before suicide becomes an option. As it says in the song:

No one else except myself

can turn all my pain into passion

It’s up to me if I’m ever gonna be

lovin’ and livin’ and laughing

It’s not just gonna happen

Singer Helen Darling who performs "It's Not Just Gonna Happen"

PLAY SONG

(at the “rally” I read the lines to the crowd and had them repeat them back to me. I encouraged them to sing along with the refrain. This went over okay, not too many people sang. Not sure if it was because they couldn’t remember the words, didn’t like country music OR just thought this I was a dumb idea. Lots of tapping feet however – so I think they might have just not been able to remember the words.)

So let’s go make it happen! Thank you very much.

Very curious if anyone even reads this entire blog! sory so long, but I am just pumped about how well this event went.

Back to my life of being a mom and a writer - will check in again soon -

Julie

Mental Hygiene: Preventative Care for Mental Health

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 20:58:55 -0600

Bead art

My Mental Hygiene was inspiration from my visit during Mardi Gras to New Orleans for the SEPA conference. Nice group of folks, really enjoyed my first real experience of Mardi Gras. Had a great discussion with a group of psychologty students afterward - gives me faith when i see such bright, eager minds entering the field of mental health. Here are some shots I took from the balcony of the Sheraton on Canal Street. Had some nice runs in the morning too - good for bead collection!

A Float on view from the Sheaton balcony

Bead-crazy crowds

A friendly Mardi Gras Jester wo welcome me on my run

Bead art

Memory and ECT

Fri, 24 Feb 2012 10:38:33 -0600

This recent Psychology Today blog titled Memory and ECT was inspired by an event we held at the Dallas Children's Theater. After mimosas (we were bumped from the prior week on Dr. Oz due to the orange juice fungicide situation, found some humor in that), we entered the theater and watched the segment on Oz.

Then I moderated a panel with my good friends from UT Southwestern. I had asked Dr. Husain if he would come to back me up in case there were questions I could not answer and he said - "All three of us are coming!" (the lead physicians for ECT at UT Southwestern). I knew with all that brain power in one spot, we couldn't waste it. I asked if everyone would particpate in the panel and all agreed.

Dr. Raza, Dr. McClintock, Dr. Husain, and me (Julie Hersh)

The result was one of the most thoughtfu, informative discussions about ECT that I've ever experienced. The audience had tough questions which these men answered with patience and respect.

We had some fun too. I gave away theater tickets to a few Dallas Children's Theater shows as well as to "GIANT" the production for the Dallas Theater Center. Here's a shot of me when my friend Hope Hochster won the tickets to "Giant."

The Dallas Children's Theater did a fantastic job helping me produce this event. They do rent out their facilities, give them a call if you have an interest. Great 480 seat theater, plus the lobby works well for a prereception: 214-978-0110.

Dr. Oz Ventures Bravely into ECT

Wed, 25 Jan 2012 18:12:38 -0600

Check out my blog on my psychology today page! I was on the Dr. Oz show discussing ECT.

Glenn Close as Albert Nobbs: Truth from the Inside Out

Wed, 11 Jan 2012 10:45:31 -0600

I got to meet Glenn Close last night, what a fabulous person. Check out my psychology today blog to read more about Glenn Close and the screening of Albert Nobbs.

My Trip to Dr. Oz

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 14:30:09 -0600

In early December the Dr. Oz show emailed me, asking if I could help them find people who would be willing to be filmed during an ECT session, and then interviewed later. Dr. Oz wanted to do a show on ECT, presenting it as a medical procedure. I helped the staff of the show, giving them reference materials, connecting them with people who I thought could help. As an aside, I said "If you want me to come to NY to be on the show, I could do that too."

I got to NY on a Monday, taking a jam-packed economy 8 am flight. Ahhhh the luxury of television! We taped the story that afternoon from about 2pm to 6pm. The footage compressed into about a 2 minute snippet that the studio audience viewed on Wednesday, along with me for the first time. I was impressed. The producer had a very clear idea of what depression looked like, and I wasnt sure she could pull off a reasonable rendition. So much of depression is internal - in fact when i sent photos from 2001 when I was clinically depressed the producer said "you don't look depressed enough!" So true. How many times do you hear family members say of a suicide victim "I had no idea he was depressed!" Although the Oz story still shows some stereotypical visuals of depression, the story rings true. She did a great job.

So after viewing my story with 100 people I don't know, Dr. Oz plopped down next to me and asked questions. The man is an energy dynamo. I got tired just watching him jump between me, the psychiatrists, back to me, etc. He tapes two shows a day like this, three times a week and keeps up his practice. I don't know how he does it.

The show should air sometime in January or early February. I'll make sure to post the date. I just wanted to get something on the website to give everyone a heads up.

Until then -

Julie

Brice Beaird's Song "Hold on to Me"

Thu, 17 Nov 2011 21:22:05 -0600

Songwriter Brice Beaird who wrote "Hold on to Me"

Meeting Brice Beaird has been one of the highlights of my book tour. Brice wrote a song, "Hold on to Me" inspired by my book. My PT blog A Song that Heals tells the remarkable story of how the song was created, produced by Gary Powell and recorded by Helen Darling. We even made a music video!

Interview with American School of London Graduate Charlie Marsh

Wed, 19 Oct 2011 21:34:06 -0500

Charlie Marsh lived a few doors down from me in London, about a quarter mile from the famous Abbey Road Crossing. I vaguely new about his battle with depression then through his mom, but had the pleasure of interviewing Charlie his Freshman Year at Princeton. Charlie made a bold speech at his American School of London graduation ceremony about his struggle. I did a follow up interview with him after seeing the video called Believing it Gets Better

Convincing the Stubborn to Accept Mental Health Care

Fri, 14 Oct 2011 10:23:33 -0500

Convincing the stubborn to accept mental health care can be challenging. Here are some ideas for treatment acceptance.

Lawyers with Depression

Mon, 10 Oct 2011 12:40:07 -0500

Here is the blog which Lawyers with Depression asked me to write. Daniel Lukasik offers great resources for lawyers and all of us.

Music as a Healing Instrument and Barometer

Fri, 07 Oct 2011 17:27:09 -0500

Here is my most recent blog on my Psychology Today page.

Catch up on Events

Sun, 25 Sep 2011 16:09:23 -0500

i realize I have been negligent in keeping my blogs on my website up to date. Over the past month I've written three blogs which have received far more hits than previous blogs. If you go to this link: http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/struck-living, you can see all the blogs I've posted on Psychology Today. The two blogs i wrote, one on innovation and one on the challege freshman in college seem to face with regard to mental health have resonated with many.

Just finished a wonderful trip out to Utah Valley State for a series of talks. Unfortunately in the last year there have been 4 suicides at the school. Even in a large school like this (35,000) four deaths strike a severe blow. Luckily, under the leadership of an exceptional woman, JC Graham, the school is healing. JC has also taken a proactive approach to preventing suicide - training over 9,000 people to be alert and steps to take for people who might be in a suicidal state. I met JC last year at the American Assn of Suicidology. Such a kind, loving person, JC has made a tremendous difference at the school.

I have a couple of talks in Dallas in October (Oct 5 at noon for the Texas Association of Addiction Professionals (TAAP) and on Oct 11 for the Women's Council of Dallas County) and a talk at the University of Pennyslvania Bookstore on Oct 13 at 6pm. If you'd like to go to one of the Dallas talks, just contact me at julie@struckbyliving.com. These are not completely open to the public, but I bet if I made a request you could attend. The Penn talk is open to the public.

Will try to be better about keeping this updates. With travel, family commitments and trying to write - my schedule has been overloaded.

Have a great week!

Introspection: A Key Ingredient for Mental Health

Fri, 23 Sep 2011 16:58:32 -0500

Can uncertainty be key to inspiration? Here is my most recent Psychology Today blog.

Freshman Year of College: Danger Zone for Mental Health

Thu, 08 Sep 2011 17:24:21 -0500

This is me in a mattress race in the spring of 1979

I had my first major depressive break in 1979 as a freshman at the University of Notre Dame. This Psychology Today blog I wrote titled Freshman of College: Danger Zone for Mental Health seems to resonate with many.

Innovation: An Antidote for Depression

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 16:48:50 -0500

How does exciting the brain help battle depression? Check out this blog.

Dump the Shame, not the Pills

Tue, 16 Aug 2011 10:00:52 -0500

Combined some wildflower shots with this nature vs. nurture blog.

Beyond Winning

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 16:52:20 -0500

Last spring, I shared my struggle with clinical depression to a group of Stanford graduate engineering students. I doubted that they’d relate to my story. After all, they’d made it. Stanford engineering, tops in the world, planted in Silicon Valley; how much more potential could a future hold?

I was wrong. Inherent in potential is the steep cliff of failure. These students had made it to the top so far, but still hadn’t secured jobs. Coming out of Stanford, a standard job wouldn’t do. They felt the pressure to go from one of the best schools in the world to one of the best jobs in the world. Anything less, would seem a failure. Like the crew of Apollo 13 (even though these kids only saw the movie), they knew. Failure is not an option.

One woman from Nigeria told me about a suicide that had occurred over the last few years within the graduate engineering program. This death came and went silently, without explanation. “In my country,” she said, “When people ask ‘how are you’ they wait for an answer.” She described how Nigerians stop in their daily tasks to listen to each other. She admitted that not a lot gets done, but people seem happier. In contrast, she described the engineering students, so deep into their work that they rarely make eye contact. The other students nodded.

The problem identified, one asked me the solution. The answer popped off my tongue. “Get some friends outside of engineering.” They all laughed. I backpedalled for a more tactful response, but I’ve seen this problem more than once. Similar people congregate, often skewing the importance of an issue for that group. Business people, doctors, soccer moms or lawyers in a cluster often build brittle, lopsided solutions. Small items become life or death. A homecoming mum becomes critical for social existence. Being named a Partner becomes synonymous with life success. Being right outstrips the best outcome.

Over time, the hysteria of group myopia chips away at one’s psyche. For people like me, those thousand cuts lead to a mass hemorrhage of depression. My tourniquet for wellness requires me to step outside my social comfort zone. I purposely seek out people who think differently than me. Their different perspective allows me to gain clarity on my own life.

When I give audiences my top means for keeping my depression at bay (http://www.youtube.com/struckbyliving#p/a/u/1/5Qay6Skv7G), my sixth and perhaps most important tactic is to have friends who are fun and who have a sense of perspective. I mingle with people who are older, younger, of different faiths, gender or interests. With variety, myopia becomes difficult to sustain. I learn that there is often more than one answer to the same question. I learn to laugh at my own stubbornness.

What the Stanford students have yet to realize is that although it’s wonderful to work hard toward a goal, the weight of looming potential will not lift with that first job. With one goal met, the next sprouts legs and sprints ahead. As my husband says, “There is no there, there.” For me, the best balance lies in enjoying the race at a pace that’s mine. Sometimes fast, other times not, I’ve learned (and continue to relearn) to listen to others, but also hear myself.

Becoming an Orphan

Mon, 18 Jul 2011 12:00:09 -0500

This is a blog about my mom who passed away in March. I thought many with aging parents might relate.

High Suicide Rates in Korea

Tue, 12 Jul 2011 11:49:06 -0500

This is a stunning article about the high suicide rates in Korea: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/07/07/world/asia/07iht-psych07.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=korea%20suicide&st=cse. I think this shows pretty clearly that mental illness isn't managed best with just drug therapy. People need to incorporate behavioral changes in order to reach any kind of sustained health. ECT or medication might bring someone out of a severe depression, but what caused the depression in the first place? Genetics probably, but it's not just genetics alone. Genetics set off by the stress of the environment - now that makes sense.

Seems to me that people who are genetically predisposed have a couple of options: change the environment OR change one's reaction to the environment. Finding the right medication or procedure definitely helps, but it is not a cure all. Management of mental health is an ongoing process. All health is, isn't it?

Linehan Leads the Way for Honesty in Clinical Practice

Mon, 11 Jul 2011 08:56:21 -0500

Kudos to Dr. Marsha Linehan, read my Psychology Today post to find out more.