david c. mirich
Psychologists and therapists must delve into the dark recesses of their patients’ minds in order to help them come to term with their demons and restore some semblance of order and sanity into their lives. How much more difficult that task is when having to deal with the shadows over their own minds is hard for a mere layman to fathom. In Losing My Mind: Dark Shadows of a Wounded Healer, David G. Mirich takes us on his own personal journey through the shadows of the valley of madness.
Having endured growing up with a driven, humorless, alcoholic father, and a childhood that can only be described as dysfunctional, Mirich was able to eventually come to terms with the things that haunted his existence. In doing so, he was then able to more effectively help others.
Losing My Mind reads like a roman noir; gritty and uncompromising. The reader quickly finds himself sucked down into the vortex of confusion, anger, and alienation that characterized most of the author’s life. This is not a book that can be read in one sitting. One has to get away from it from time to time to allow what has been read to germinate into fuller understanding. In addition, it is intense; so intense, breaks are necessary to relieve the tension.
This is not light reading, but certainly worth the effort.