In 1971, gay activist Frank Kameny stormed the American Psychiatric Association’s annual conference, held that year in a Washington ballroom. Pushing his way past shocked elderly psychiatrists, he seized the microphone and shouted: “Psychiatry is […][…]
“Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking.” With each swear, the scissor blade hit my arms, but the pain never surfaced. I was already in too much pain for it to matter. “Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking.” I cursed […][…]
Against The Use of Psychiatric Diagnosis While accepted definitions of “normal” behavior form the basis for most psychological treatment, a wider appreciation of individuality and creativity has always informed my practice. For nearly four decades, […][…]
On July 19, 1958, in Venice, California, the beach crowd stared with bewilderment at the attractive lifeguard who took to the little lifeguard hut in the sand. She got settled in and started her job, […][…]
