What Perseverance Means for Youth

I am not really a space geek at all, but I have been fascinated by the stories about and from the latest NASA Mars Rover, Perseverance. I have been talking to everyone about the updates and showing them my favourite pictures from the website. I am also following the Perseverance on Twitter. The scientific prowess…

Parallel Universe

Working in my program right now is like working in a parallel universe. I cannot help thinking that somewhere else in time and space an alternate Dr. Beck is living a life that was just like last year while I am trapped in this unusual “other world”. The problem is that my present world is…

Coming Back

In the last four months, the corridors of the Youth Program have been opening up. The classroom is being used and youth are going to the gym. We are going on walks. I have, as usual, been at work most days, taking five days off for a retreat and two days off while waiting for…

Loneliness II

If you look at last week’s blog, you will notice that a friend reminded me that the elderly are lonely also. It reminded me that, when my mother died, mu youngest son said, ”I’ve lost one of my best friends.” When my children were young, my mother was their caregiver and, even after she was…

Loneliness

Last week after I wrote about how some youth with worsening mental health symptoms might not get help because no one notices, the youth that I know began to come to me with their own suggestions. “Dr. Beck, you have to write a blog and tell people how to prevent loneliness.” “You know, Dr. Beck,…

It’s the Pandemic

In every city, in every region, across the country – probably around the world – the youth mental health crisis is building. In their bedrooms, in their parents’ basements, in shelters, young people are “attending” virtual classes while they dwindle away, becoming less and less confident about their future. These are youth who were already…

Christmas Gifts

My favourite Christmas gifts are, and have always been, books. When I was six, my family had just moved to a small Quebec town where there was no bookstore that sold English books. My godfather gave me TEN BOOKS for Christmas. It was my best present. I remember distinctly that they were not all books…