A life-saving boredom
For years, I sought to escape my own mind. Once I became fascinated by it, getting high lost its allure
by Rafael Frumkin
Stories of change
Insightful and poetic first-person accounts of turning points and transformations
Exposure
Wracked with unknown fear, I’d never been able to sleep through the night. Then I went scuba diving
by Lindsay Lee Wallace
Girl in the water
I’d saved someone from drowning. Had I done the right thing?
by James McConnachie
Love, shame and 325 bags of trash
In my mother’s hoarding house, I found something I wanted to keep
by Deborah Derrickson Kossmann
Discarded
The end of a friendship cracked me apart, triggering hidden memories – and helping me heal old wounds
by Antonia Malchik
The loving tongue
In Spanish, I wasn’t the clumsy son of the town amputee. Learning the language catalysed my reinvention
by Timothy Hampton
The birthday gift
In the Soviet Union, you’d never wish someone ‘S dnem rozhdeniya!’ without a proper present
by Margarita Gokun Silver
Seeing myself in a rubble-pile asteroid
Exhausted and adrift, I felt just like Bennu: a heap of fragments of a world that could have existed
by Elizabeth Landau
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Discarded
The end of a friendship cracked me apart, triggering hidden memories – and helping me heal old wounds
by Antonia Malchik
The loving tongue
In Spanish, I wasn’t the clumsy son of the town amputee. Learning the language catalysed my reinvention
by Timothy Hampton
Girl in the water
I’d saved someone from drowning. Had I done the right thing?
by James McConnachie
The birthday gift
In the Soviet Union, you’d never wish someone ‘S dnem rozhdeniya!’ without a proper present
by Margarita Gokun Silver
Exposure
Wracked with unknown fear, I’d never been able to sleep through the night. Then I went scuba diving
by Lindsay Lee Wallace
Love, shame and 325 bags of trash
In my mother’s hoarding house, I found something I wanted to keep
by Deborah Derrickson Kossmann
A life-saving boredom
For years, I sought to escape my own mind. Once I became fascinated by it, getting high lost its allure
by Rafael Frumkin
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The end of a friendship cracked me apart, triggering hidden memories – and helping me heal old wounds
by Antonia Malchik
The loving tongue
In Spanish, I wasn’t the clumsy son of the town amputee. Learning the language catalysed my reinvention
by Timothy Hampton
Girl in the water
I’d saved someone from drowning. Had I done the right thing?
by James McConnachie
Adventures of an agony uncle
What I’ve learned from 10 years of sifting through other people’s problems
by James McConnachie
Professor’s little helper
Once I was prescribed Ritalin, I couldn’t do without it. How had I functioned before I got my pharmaceutical wings?
by Gordon Marino
Losing her, losing myself
My mother’s dementia ruptured her sense of self. Why did it also shake mine?
by Noga Arikha
Music stirs my savage breast
I have sensory overload. I figured out how to be a musician despite it
by Neesa Sunar
More than survival
I suffered from PTSD for 10 years without knowing it. Psychodynamic therapy set me free
by Lucia Osborne-Crowley
What geometry taught me about grief
And how thinking about grief gave me new insights into geometry
by Michael Frame
Foggy bottom
Benzos probably saved my life. But I also don’t remember much of it
by Alex Smith
Self out of joint
Sudden amnesia untethered me from my past. Was I the same person or had I become someone else?
by Steven Hales