One People

Achdus is Hebrish for “unity”.

Jewish Paranoia

Nothing is harder to change than a person’s delusions when they are mentally ill.

And as our parents age and suffer their personal myriads of physical illness, financial hardship, and psychological stress, we the sandwich generation are dealing with more than a little stress of our own, the most frustrating being the paranoia that is often characteristic of certain elderly individuals.

Holocaust survivors are vulnerable, as are people who have always had a suspicious nature (nice way of saying paranoid personality disorder). You can read the features of that disorder 0n EveryoneNeedsTherapy.

I’m bringing it up in the blogosphere because it’s even harder to treat when a person ages. We tend to avoid conflict and confrontation with “difficult” people when they are middle-aged. But it gets even uglier as they geriatrify (new word).

So I’m suggesting that if there’s any way you can get a parent to therapy as a suspicious middle-aged adult, that you should run with it. If only to establish a relationship with the doc. The signs are all about fear of being cheated, fear of being thought stupid. Nice stuff like that.

This, by the way, is another way that all Jews share common lives. Our mundane problems (coping with difficult aging parents) tend to be the most important things in our lives. Concerns like these occupy our brains for the greater part of the day– not worries about long our skirts are, or if we got to shul for mincha, not even, during the Aseres Y’mai Tshuvah, how we think we can change to become better people.

Well, not for most of us I imagine.

humbly yours,


September 19, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Owen Wilson and Depression

Apparently in Hollywood they’re saying that Mr. Wilson’s suicide attempt was actually an unintentional drug overdose.  His family put out that smoke signal, too ashamed of mental illness.

Oh, and they don’t want his fans to think he’s weak.  He’s a macho cowboy actor.

Now Jews aren’t like this, right?  We’re proud of our depression.  We’re nothing without it!  Go figure.

And that’s yet ANOTHER way we’re alike, Reform, Conservative, Humanistic, WHATEVER.  All Jews are the same!  We have so much DNA in common.

We really share that affective thing.

affectively yours,


September 19, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment