Early in 2009, I entered a deep depression which kept me in a funk off and on for several years. I was miserable — and I was desperate to figure out why I had been sabotaging my life.
I was forced to confront hidden flaws about myself that I hated. I had to dig into the toxic past of my dysfunctional family. I had to uncover things about myself that I had learned from my narcissistic father. I had to ask myself whether I was going to keep going down that path — or make serious changes while I still could. I knew I had to heal my broken psyche if I wanted love.
And through it all, I kept asking myself, “What is wrong with me?!”

Find the partner who needs you; don’t be someone’s backup plan
The Alien Observer: I’m not going to change — and you’re not, either
AUDIO: I need to reject a popular but emotionally dangerous path
In cold and dehumanized culture, many yearn to feel human again
You can’t see inside my heart, but my words invite you to know me
Unmet childhood needs trigger addiction as I try to fill inner hole
Visit with high school best friend leaves me pondering my old fears
AUDIO: If we’ve experienced hurt, why do we keep trusting in love?