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I remember when I was first diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I was shocked and upset, depressed and crying - but in a way, I was also relieved. There was a name for what I was feeling, for what I...
With serendipity, I stumbled upon my youth Hebrew school lessons of pikuach nefesh, the concept of saving a life. It's our obligation to save lives whenever possible, even above observing the...
Somehow, I was able to switch my functioning self on and off, smiling and rabbinic at work but in howling despair at home. Finally, my OB/Gyn diagnosed me with postpartum depression.
