1982

The year of my Advocate presidency. The Advocate was the undergraduate literary magazine at Harvard. How I got involved with that is a sordid story and how it went for me is worse. I went to Harvard on a wing and a prayer. I wrote my college application personal essay about running away from home. … Continue reading 1982 →

Word to the wise; MIRACLE; 2. Cheating

second post following 4 months tapering off Clozaril, a psych med; and adding Elavil, a tricyclic anti-depressant. In both high school and college I was unfortunately and somewhat unfairly, mistakenly, and erroneously accused of cheating on a boyfriend. And I didn't realize any part of that until years later; even now. In high school, I … Continue reading Word to the wise; MIRACLE; 2. Cheating →

She knows who she is and what she did

This post is about a self-identified "Stanford faculty brat." She was so boring and negative i don't even want to write this post. For her Hutton was an obligation. What a loss. I was struggling with the same feelings for heartbreaking reasons. For me that was a passion and a problem. For her it was … Continue reading She knows who she is and what she did →