For many people, taking a psychedelic like psilocybin is one of the most revelatory, profound, bizarre, beautiful, notable experiences of their lives. I’m one. It’s hard to enumerate al…| The Story's Story
I keep thinking about what happens to my wife, Bess, after I die; there’s a recurrent image in my mind, about what happens to her after I’m gone, that I can’t seem to shake. Bess …| The Story's Story
If you find this piece worthwhile, consider the Go Fund Me that’s funding ongoing cancer care. Alex Tabarrok writes about how “when the FDA fails to approve a good drug, people die but the bo…| The Story's Story
This is by my brother, Sam. I arrived to Arizona late Saturday, after learning that my brother has only a few days left before cancer ends him. Jake’s wife, Bess, confessed that she had neither the…| The Story's Story
I’m entering hospice. It’s time, and realistically past time. The squamous cell carcinoma tumors are growing, and the two doses of spot radiation I got on June 10 and 12 have utterly destroyed what…| The Story's Story
After he dies, my husband wants me to not just survive, but thrive| bessstillman.substack.com
My wife, Bess, wrote this. It’s 11 p.m. and I’m shaving my dying husband’s head. We’re in the bathroom, lit only by a curlicue of nightlight. I’m wielding a heavy pair of metal clippers in my right…| The Story's Story