Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
Anxiety, Panic Disorder, Bipolar, and the Interplay Between the Three
It's September 2017, and it's Homecoming Weekend at my alma mater Cedarville University. It's the first time I've been able to attend since graduating in 2002, and it just so happens to be my graduating class's 15-year reunion. By happy coincidence it's also the...
Walking for Suicide Awareness and the Journey Through Mental Health
Yesterday, I joined with a handful of friends, along with thousands of other people I've never met before, to devote a day to raising awareness about suicide. Every year, the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention hosts the Out of the Darkness walk at the White...
Updated Diagnosis
This morning I had a two-hour intake assessment with Wabash Valley Alliance here in Frankfort. I'm in the middle of transitioning my mental healthcare away from Alpine Clinic in Lafayette to Wabash Valley for insurance reasons (thanks ever so much, Trump), so this was...
Fiction
Pied Piping
"No dogs or cats allowed." The sign on the door to the library was pretty straightforward. Peter read it once quietly, then once more out loud, as if that would make a difference. "I don't think they want us to come in," Paula said, next to him. Peter just shrugged....
The Wormhole
Mac positions the shuttle about 300 meters away from the mouth of the wormhole. Then, he and the other two crew members start to get busy taking measurements and monitoring the phenomenon. "Captain McMaren, here," Lindsey says over the comms. "We don't have a live...
Hiding from the Invasion
"Keep quiet!" Marla hissed, waving the three children she had in tow to the ground. "There are aliens everywhere!" "What do they look like?" one of the children -- Janie -- asked. Marla rolled her eyes as if that was the stupidest question anyone had ever asked of...