At the height of the Vietnam War, with the specter of the draft staring over my shoulder and my personal life feeling—and future prospects looking—like a total zero, I was overcome with depression, despair, and a sense of futility.
From my study window on the ninth floor, I look over a public park where young children are at play, bounding and skipping with happy freedom, innocence, abandon.
The healing of a severe nervous breakdown brought me back into Christian Science after I had dabbled unsuccessfully with semimetaphysical systems of healing.