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And life went out . . .

Today, my wife sent me a text about this season of life. She said, “Well, you and I aren’t in crisis, but it seems like everyone around us is. Eye of the storm or something, huh?” In reality, not everyone around us is in crisis, but there are a few. For few people, we...

Learning from Depression

I am a survivor. I owe my life to the grace of our Lord, and to the wisdom of a pastoral counselor, who knew what to do for me when my crisis exceeded his expertise. I live daily as a “recovering depressive.” That is not a sentence; it is a reality that shapes...

World Suicide Prevention Day 2014

Growing up, I always wanted to do things that seemed impossible. I spent hours in the backyard taking batting practice trying to become the next Ken Griffey Junior. I spent hours tooling around with my Swiss Army Knife to become the next MacGyver. I wanted to be an...

Remembering Robin Williams

Last night Robin Williams died. This morning I find myself mourning differently than I had thought. I want to remember a man who made me (and most people) laugh. I want to remember his successes and greatness. I want to remember Mrs. Doubtfire, Hook, and Patch Adams....

The day hope died

It was 15 years ago that I heard that my life was never going to be the same again, I had bipolar disorder. Those days were not filled with hope and joy. They were filled with dread and pain. They were filled with escapism and avoidance. I did not want this to be...

Breathe

Take a breath in. And a breath out. And again, but slower. There is life to breath. I can feel a change in myself as I take the time to breathe. I can feel the air inflate my lungs, and then feel all of that escape. There is something familiar about this in healing,...

Open Thank You to Co-Founder, Stephen Albi

Three years does not seem like that long a time, but it is enough time for the world to change. Three years ago, My Quiet Cave was a dream, carried by a few ambitions individuals crazy enough to believe in it. No lives had been changed. There was no website. There was...

Healing Tears

This weekend I cried. My wife and I have been working incredibly hard, and this weekend we got the opportunity to share life together. We stopped, and the tears came. I have cried a lot over these last few years. There is an ongoing joke at my house that my kryptonite...

A Dandelion Perspective

Last night I sat with 7 people who suffer from mental disorders. They were broken, questioning, and hurt. Some were hopeful, some were not. Some were just plain depressed. This morning I got up and took a shower. I got ready to go, and felt really off. I felt...

The dignity of choice

This last week I met with a remarkable woman. She has been through more than I ever want to, has been in leadership positions, and out of them. She has supported people and needed their support. I was asking her about coming on board with My Quiet Cave, but then I...

A Revealing Conversation.

(Note from Stephen: So as to not take credit for something I did not write, I was sent this article by one of our supporters who asked that it be posted anonymously.) I recently had dinner with my niece who has several mental illnesses that impact her life in...

I want redemption, quickly please.

Recently I have been letting go. I have been letting go of control, letting go of what I can do, letting go of things I have chased. Over the years I have heard that sometimes we have to give things up. We have to place things in the hands of God and allow him to take...