My Dumb Ears

  I have been conflicted about writing this for a long time, because I don’t know if any good will come of it and it’s not a happy story. But for my well-being and others going through it I feel I need to express what I’m going through at the moment and hopefully bring a tiny bit of awareness to a poorly understood problem that is steadily affecting more and more people, and a problem that medicine is failing at offering livable solutions to. I also want to stress that I am OK and have a great support network for handling this stuff. When I was 23 I was in a bad place mentally. Senior year of college had been extremely difficult for me and I came out of it suffering from clinical depression. I never really did the work to get through it before moving into another stressful environment when I took my first job with Epic Systems in Wisconsin. The experience there could not have been worse for me; the responsibilities of a full-time job that required bicoastal travel and managing tr...