Sometimes, a Facebook post runs long. This was one of those times.
Over coffee this morning, I saw the news item about the arrest of Dave Dahl, founder of Dave’s Killer Breads. According to reports, one of his friends/employees called the police to report that he was acting erratically, and she needed help. From there, it escalated to a car chase, the ramming of multiple police cars, and arrest. You can read the story here.
I’ve met Dave a couple of times — he’s a smart, nice, charismatic man. He’s been open, I’d even say to a fault, about his criminal past, but it’s helped build his brand. Dave’s business practices are humane and thoughtful. And his bread is amazing. He’s also bipolar (he’s been open about this, as well) and this story sounds like a classic case of someone either going off their meds, or those medications not working for him anymore.
Hearing about Dave losing his shit so spectacularly was a gut-punch. I also, deliberately, smartly, avoided reading any comments on the web page of the news story, because those people are inevitably ignorant and cruel.
Along with other stories I’ve read recently, and troubles a few friends have been going through, I think this is a good time to do one of those thankful-November posts that people are slapping up all over the Facebooks and say this:
I’m very, very thankful that my own mental illness is comparatively mild.
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