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    I think I really am through journaling for real this time. . .   at least on a consistent basis. The venture was without a doubt therapeutic for me over the past five years whether my posts were read or not. If nothing else this medium helped me to formulate thoughts and emotions associated with my unique experience of life and produce a somewhat concise documentation on a consistent basis. Often I suggest to a patient that we should not be the same person we were 5 years previously. We... Read Full Story

   The Headoc had thought that maybe the time to put the journal to rest was here. . . The 5th Anniversary was less than a month ago. Just that was a personal best for making a commitment to something and following through with it for that amount of time. Face Book seems to have rendered the format obsolete. So many things have transpired in the last 2 years that The Headoc has become unclear of purpose and mission within the Blogosphere. A better understanding of the process of change has... Read Full Story

What a week . . . I didn't know Ed McMahon was still alive until hearing of his death, I was saddened deeply but not too shocked by Farrah's passing, and I still can't believe Michael is gone. Not to even mention pitch man Billy Mays and a couple of other prominent personalities that left us in the past week. What is this, the rapture or something? I heard an interesting quote from the Kung Fu Panda movie. "Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift which is why it is... Read Full Story

  During our last episode. . . The HEADoc witnessed his SUV almost demolished by the unannounced falling of a dead tree. This led him to ponder the question of random coincidences versus fate. Thus far, fate is the winner. The HEADoc hopes that readers don't take these adventure stories the wrong way. They are intended to provide a humorous way of viewing human experience and realizing that we all have some short comings and don't always get things right on the first attempt. Most... Read Full Story

 Saturday marked the one year anniversary . . . of The HEADoc downing the power lines and summoning the fire department for an afternoon of unplanned excitement. What could he come up with this year to top such a feat? The HEADoc actually just hoped for a quiet afternoon of piddling around the stream and newly developing garden area and an opportunity to become one with nature. Sometimes Mother Nature must get bored and have a need to have a little fun herself. At least that's the way it... Read Full Story

Saturday marked the one year anniversary . . . of The HEADoc downing the power lines and summoning the fire department for an afternoon of unplanned excitement. What could he come up with this year to top such a feat? The HEADoc actually just hoped for a quiet afternoon of piddling around the stream and newly developing garden area and an opportunity to become one with nature. Sometimes Mother Nature must get bored and have a need to have a little fun herself. At least that's the way it... Read Full Story

   I like to think happy thoughts and write happy thoughts. . . For reasons I will not discuss that has been difficult to do lately. My life has entered a twighlight zone but I believe firmly in Nietche's law of that which does not kill us indeed makes us stronger. Over time it becomes apparent that this Quest 4 Sanity never really ends, though it can be ignored or cast aside. When I completed Evolution of a Psychiatrist Against the Odds in 2004 , the story ended at a place of great... Read Full Story

  I am forced out of Journal Posting retirement today. . . I made an entry a few weeks ago and clicked save and it was lost into that black hole of no return. I took this as a sign to take a break, which I did. Alternative outlets to writing had become chopping down trees and digging holes. Since I do it just for fun maybe writing isn't so bad after all. At least it doesn't cause tendonitis and back pain. The real reason for today's post is to hopefully provide equal time for myself. I... Read Full Story

   Maybe we can find more understanding and healing. . . in regards to the elephant in the living room of the race issue. This thought came to mind when I read a comment on a site that questioned why the President is always referred to as African-American even though his mother was Caucasian. The rule in our society has always been that any person possessing one drop of Black blood makes them Black by default. Yes, that rule is absolutely ridiculous but that has been the understanding for... Read Full Story

I've thought long and hard lately if I want to continue posting. . . I feel mixed emotions for the most part. My soul searching of late has forced me to seriously ask myself if this journal serves a useful purpose any longer. I think my spirit just may have finally been broken or maybe I'm just suffering from a severe narcissistic injury. I don't think it is depression that I have been feeling but more of a loss of sense of purpose. Maybe this is part of entering the world of middle age. I... Read Full Story