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I have a Master's degree in Mental Health. Sounds impressive, right? I thought so, until at 41 I realised I was burnt out.

I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to believe these lies. It happened gradually.

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The Christmas Eve that was the beginning of the end of my father’s life began with our family’s typical organized chaos of the holidays. My parents were getting ready to drop off some cards to their ...

When I was growing up in the 1990s, getting married wasn’t an “if” in the Midwest, but a “when”—and “divorce” was practically a curse word. Despite the statistics even then, I felt wildly entitled to ...

Born in 1939 during what would be the last years of the Japanese colonial occupation of Korea, my father, Choung Tai Chee, also called Charles or Chuck or Charlie, came to the United States in 1960.

It started after my mother died. She was a concentration-camp survivor—a prodigy concert pianist in Vienna who was taken when she was only a girl. She taught me the piano by holding her hands over ...