I am the mother of two boys and the owner of emotionally naked, a site that reached a quarter million people in its first 18 months. I am a writer and professional public speaker on the topics of suicide, addiction, mental illness, and grief and currently working on getting a book published. I lost my youngest son, Charles, 20, to suicide June 5, 2015.
As talented and funny as Charles was, letting other people know they matter was his greatest gift. And now the legacy I try and carry forward in my son's memory.
All my career I heard that phrase. In advertising, they practically force fed it.
When did we become so fake that anything other than bliss was off limits? There are times when a warped or dark point of view is funny.
One time, we did an ad for Ethyl (now under another name.) It was for a fireproof suit. We featured a photo of a guy walking through fire with the suit on and the headline was something like, “Our guys walk through hell to test our suits.” The client loved it. Except for one thing. Could we make it … Read more...
I met with my publisher today, Beach Glass Books, and got the thumb drive with the suggested edits. I liked a lot of her ideas so far. Both the publisher and editor feel the book will do well. How well? Who knows. I can’t even predict that.
At this point I have a really big list and two weeks to get it done. Yikes.
Deep breath. I can do this.
I need to go through it and make some decisions and then I have to get someone to do a final proofing. So it’s a proofing after the editing. Meanwhile, … Read more...
I never thought of this website as a matchmaking site. But apparently it is.
Once upon a time, I met a lady named Tamara who became my friend when I reached out to her after her son, Logan, died in a truck crash. Logan suffered from mental illness including a binge eating disorder and lived in the neighborhood Charles grew up in.
So she understood my frustration with the mental health system. And the expense. Even more coincidental, Logan went to the same boarding school in Utah as Charles.
For years you stalked my son’s brain, took it hostage, lied to him and made him feel worthless and undeserving of life. At first he was frightened and confused but unwilling to tell us how much he hurt.
Because when you deposit pain you inject shame. Is that some kind of self-preservation on your part?
Charles didn’t understand because he didn’t know who you were, how unrelenting and convincing you could be, or how that you’d come back over and over to torture him. Over time, you wore him down until he was desperate for solutions. He thought he found … Read more...
Our presentation event in Baltimore, MD went very well and I’m grateful Dr. Lisa Horowitz took time out of her day to do this video and honored to have earned both her trust and respect. (Thank you videographer, Mary Tidwell, for shooting this.) We make quite a team and for this conference, we presented with this panel of respected suicide prevention experts.
Let me know if you think the video is too long. When I rework my demo reel, I’ll incorporate this testimonial plus the other ones from attendees.
What you see on this page are screen shots of my statistics that show people’s searches from google and on which guest post they landed. If you are using a mobile phone you might have to turn your phone landscape to see them.
These stats illustrate how important your stories are and that they help others when they are hurting or looking for answers. The one above is someone searching for God after a child died. Where was God when my child died?
After Charles killed himself, my husband and I had to decide how to answer questions about the number of children we had, and Richard had to figure out how to answer the sibling question. Each of us had our own answers–none of which were wrong or the same as one another.
How each member of our family answers that question is a personal choice.
Immediately, I answered, “I raised two children. The oldest, Richard, is living his dream as a filmmaker in LA. And my youngest died by suicide.” I say … Read more...