Wow! So, the husband and I watched Glenn Gers’ new film Disfigured last night. Glenn was kind enough to send me an advance copy to screen before the film’s July 29 release. I’ve been intrigued by it ever since I saw the trailer and...

Some time before Charlynn closed the Disordered Times blog, I began to notice the writings of a new contributor there, Greta — read her archives here.  Greta is a smart, clever writer who offers both personal and clinical perspectives on issues...

Would anyone be interested in an The-F-Word reader gift exchange?  Here’s how it would work:  You’d send me an email with your real name and address and a few lines about yourself, what, if any, seasonal holiday you observe and your interests by...

When it comes to workouts, I love Jillian Michaels. There. I said it. Yes, I’m talking about the trainer on The Biggest Loser. That Jillian Michaels. Normally, I despise people on weight loss TV shows, but I must give credit where it’s due. The first...

So, I had just dozed off again yesterday morning when my cat, who usually sleeps next to me each morning, tried to jump up on the bed.  Sweet, right?  Not so much… I was hugging the side of the bed and she nailed me instead above my eye.  Three...

I think there exists some kind of cosmic law of nature wherein the weekend passes at an exponentially faster rate than do the weekdays.  I took a much-needed few days off this weekend from both the Internet and work and I’m still wondering where the...