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For some reason, I've been reluctant to write about Owen Wilson's suicide attempt. I just feel sorry for him and don't want to get into it -- which makes no sense, I know, given that he's a public figure.
Thankfully, the New York Times' Daphne Merkin is more eloquent than I'd ever be on the subject, so (thanks Masale.Wallah), click here.
Liz Spikol is senior contributing editor of Philadelphia Weekly. She writes the award-winning column The Trouble With Spikol, which began as a chronicle of her struggle with mental illness, and has since expanded into humorous musings on everything from graphic novels to how to use a mop. She also writes the paper's book review column, Lit Gloss. This blog -- named one of the Top 10 Bipolar Blogs of 2007 by PsychCentral -- is about mental illness policy, news, personal journeys and more.