In my professional practice, I see so many individuals who are bound by the chains of hurt of past offenses that has turned to bitterness, resentment and unforgiveness. The wounds have dug deep and infected their heart. And many have deep-seated hurts over things they themselves have done and find it difficult to forgive themselves. [more]
“This. ALL of this! This. Is. Me. My God, for the past 25 years, this has been me!”
This was the message I received after one reader started reading an early edition of my book, “Hope Prevails: Insights From a Doctor’s Personal Journey Through Depression.”
Another said, “You spoke straight to my heart and soul, yet it was like you were sitting right here beside me.”
As more individuals read the message that God had given me to share from my heart, the more I realized that what we all want, what we all need is to know we aren’t alone; that someone understands. [read more]
The reports came fast and furious over the radio and TV news channels. This time has not been an uplifting one for our country with reports of shootings in multiple states, including my home, Dallas, Texas.
The tragedies hit very close to home for me. Not because I lost anyone I loved in these tragedies, but perhaps because I lost a dear friend to cancer in the preceding week. And I put myself in the place of the families who are now grieving the loss of their loved ones. They left home that day expecting there would be another hug, another kiss, another “I love you,” another joke, or another chance to say I’m sorry. And in a senseless tragedy, it never came and it will never come. Their lives are forever changed. [more]
As a child, what did you aspire to be? What did you set your sights on?
When adults asked you, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Did you respond with “a doctor,” or “a teacher,” or “a businessman,” or “a mother,” or something else?
It may sound strange, but I set my sights on being perfect.
Dear Dr. B,
I have struggled to get on with my life. Things I’ve done in my past keep me from enjoying the present. It’s so hard to forgive myself because I hate what I did and how I behaved. I feel guilty and undeserving of my life today, which is not at all like my past life. I continue to carry the shame from decades ago and just can’t move on. Can you help?
Unable to Forgive Myself