I spend all day lying in bed with the curtains drawn; I can't name more than two things I'm good at doing. I know I'm depressed, and I'm finally starting to get some help.
Getting paid to stay in bed might seem like paradise, but everyday tasks like showering, shitting, and sleeping comfortably become nearly impossible when you're lying down all day.
After ruffling some feathers at the CIA, Robert Baer resigned from the agency in 1997. We spoke to him about his new book, The Perfect Kill, which chronicles the art of political murder.
I spoke with Jennifer Finney Boylan about whether the rise of icons like Laverne Cox and the popularity of shows like Transparent prove that 2014 is a tipping point in the cultural acceptance of trans people.
Medical cannabis isn't legal in the UK, but that doesn't stop these two home pharmacists from processing it into oils and capsules and giving it to sick people.
In October 1994, I worked alongside a murderer, through whom I met Guy Georges, the "East Paris serial killer."
Instead of empowering me, filing a complaint against my troubled boss made me feel powerless, like I had betrayed a kindred spirit.
I spent three months comatose and hooked up to a life support machine after being run over by a car on New Years Day 2010.
I interviewed the writer about his new collection, White Tiger on Snow Mountain, and all sorts of other things.
Dropping by Bankstown for Australia's inaugural International Quranic Competition
A mere several years from the next Federal election, we exclusively break down the odds on the likely candidates for our next Prime Minister.
An illustrated journey inside Generator, Marina Abramovic's new exhibition at Sean Kelly Gallery.
While I was writing a history of a forbidden love affair that ended in a murder and a mysterious death, I began to dream myself into the worst part of my narrative.
The conversation around Jian Ghomeshi, the Canadian radio host accused of assaulting three women, has become incredibly toxic.
Crushes are fucking pathetic, but they've made me the person I am today. Whether that's a good thing is a question for another time.
The internet is democratizing everything. CNN is being swapped out for Twitter. Pirate Bay is being used in place of cable. Now, it's finally impacting religion with Syntheism, the first "open-source" faith.
A goose and a cat were both found decapitated in London's Meanwhile Gardens. What is wrong with people?
Under the dictatorship of Nicolae Ceaușescu, homosexuality was outlawed and never discussed—having the wrong kind of intercourse could lead to interrogations and prison time.
I talked with the site's founder, Carla Valentine, about the difficulties of dating when you're around corpses all day and why morticians might make great boyfriends.
His family thinks he's ruining his life, his girlfriend is going to leave him, and an army of hateful European teenagers want him dead. Why won't he stop?
Before Britain's right-wing press gave my alma mater a nickname because six former students have joined the Islamic State, it was a notoriously dangerous public school.
It's 1966, and I develop photos of tourists in a leaky darkroom and sell them for a buck each and hope they don't fade before the people drive away.
From the Ebola scare to the anxieties over every doomsday scenario imaginable to unfounded worry about the Islamic State landing on our shores, it's clear that we love to be in a state of panic.
The media is all too eager to believe—or even invent—stories about evil drug users poisoning children and turning them into addicts.