It is OKAY to talk about it or ask me!

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I just returned to Baltimore last night after a 2-week trip back to Michigan. It was wonderful. The trip was comprised of time in my hometown, West Bloomfield, and time “Up North.” We were surrounded by family and friends the entire time. Our family stayed in Charlevoix, overlooking the infamous drawbridge and water that connects from Lake Michigan to Lake Charlevoix. We took a ferry to Mackinac Island, and visited Petoskey and Harbor Springs. My kids had an absolute blast between the boats, playgrounds, beaches, and biking. The weather was ideal, the lake was calm, and the people were as friendly as can be. The fudge was exceptional, theRead More →

Army of Athletes

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It may seem awfully unforeseeable, but I would like to compare a female athlete entering college sports to a female soldier entering the army. Though two extremely different undertakings, both have immense responsibilities, all while adjusting to a heightened level of physical and emotional demands in new environments. A freshman athlete is attempting to prove herself to her teammates, coaches, and opponents, and competing against veterans who have been in the program for three years already. The same goes for soldiers who are introduced to an unfamiliar type of training, and exposed to such intense pressure in the army. Both situations share a greater commonality, and that is the prevalence ofRead More →

Psychiatric Medication for Psychotic People?

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“Here is a prescription that I need you to fill today, and begin taking tomorrow. It will take a couple weeks to kick in, so you may not feel or see any changes. Take a half a pill a day to start,” my psychiatrist instructed me. I looked at the script and it read, “Zoloft.” ZOLOFT?? As in antidepressant medication? As in any medication period? I’m sorry doc, but I was raised to fight through tough times on my own. And no doubt would there be tough times to fight through, but I was not to depend on a pill to assist me. Was IRead More →

Break the Stigma: #breakthestigma

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It was a 100 degree August afternoon at Old College Field in East Lansing, MI. We had just completed our second training session of the day. As we typically would after practice, we hung around to decompress, stretch our bodies, and finish socializing. As my teammates and I started heading back to the locker room, I thought I heard my name being called. I looked around. “Konheim,” I heard my coach yell again to get my attention, “Come here for a second.” I sensed something unusual as I approached a small huddle including all three coaches. “We are very concerned about you right now. We don’t know ifRead More →