My heart attack came out of the blue. Adjusting to having a stent put in my heart — a foreign piece of metal acting like a bridge keeping my blood vessel open — was difficult to accept for me and my body. All of a sudden, overnight I became a person with a disability but one that no one could see.
Facing my fears is helping me find healing.
The first loss is the world’s. The second is your own.
This workshop will explore the intersection of our mental health and our writing practices.