I’m 55. And the driving I’m talking about is driving myself too far at work, physically and emotionally. And I can’t do that at 55. I have to learn to take care of myself. If you read my previous post Psychiatric Blues, you’ll get an idea of the highly emotionally-laden stuff I’ve been dealing with [...]
Well, today I reached a new level of frustration in my job as a civil commitment investigator. I evaluate mentally ill people who are being held in the hospital against their will because some physician there thought they were dangerous enough to be placed on an involuntary hold. In Oregon, the official term is Notification [...]
I was driving back to work today through the snow and ice that’s been part of life here in Portland, Oregon, for the past week. I passed the parking lot for the County Court in downtown Hillsboro, where I work for the County Mental Health service, and then glanced to the right to see [...]
