Gun violence and mental illness: Why I feel sympathy for the devil
I have mental illness. It’s taken hours of talk therapy, months of finding the right dosage and timing of medication, and years of work to learn how to live successfully with it. I’ve redefined how I think and feel, and learned what kinds of people and experiences to limit or allow in my life. Now in my 50’s, I’ve come to know the textures of my own mental illness and …