Running on a Mind Rewired
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She was the only girl in the boys’ high school hockey league, fighting to keep playing in spite of concussions and other serious injuries. By age seventeen, she was battling her second round of severe depression, this time while hooked on crack. A near-death experience—her interrupted suicide—would haunt her through multiple unsuccessful attempts at drug and alcohol treatment. Then, Jennifer Cannon realized she had to find her own path to recovery.
I never wanted to destroy my life, damage my brain, or come so close to killing myself that I’d wake up strangling on a psych ward floor. . . . But I did. And in the end I was the only one who could save me from myself.
I’d love to say that life after drugs and alcohol is easy. Chemical dependency isn’t always as simple as going to rehab and coming out fixed, though. Nor are head injuries and concussions things you can safely play through.
Sometimes the damage is permanent. But you have to keep running.
Written with unflinching honesty, Running on a Mind Rewired is at times harrowing, yet ultimately hopeful. Jennifer’s story will inspire others to persevere in the face of what may seem to be overwhelming odds.
I finished my 5th consecutive Twin Cities Marathon today. This was a tough race. I’m dealing with a poor round of Botox for my dystonia, which continues to impact me more and more as I run. A fall at mile 8 was not nearly as painful as the spasms that started at Mile 14 and … Continue reading →
It’s been 15 years since my suicide attempt and near-death experience, but I can still remember it like it was yesterday.
It was incredible to be at the GLAAD Media Awards in LA to witness Bill Clinton receiving the Advocate for Change Award. I watched President Clinton’s inauguration on January 20, 1993. At the time, I was 12 years old, sitting in the counseling office at school because I was too dysphoric, anxious and/or depressed to … Continue reading →