Oh man, I got whomped flat by grief last night. I'd been having such a good holiday break from everything and then I remembered it was a year ago Thanksgiving that my surviving parent took a one way ticket to crazy town that ended with a spectacular crisis on Christmas Day. How does the mind forget something like that and then decide to release all the memories at once? Grief is so strange.

I recently attended a book reading about having a parent with mental illness and it felt so good to hear what someone else went through. My therapist suggested reading more books about this topic, but I don't know any.