Dear Reader, I think I'm going to stop writing. Trust me when I say I never thought I’d say those words. The thought first passed through my mind on Sunday when I was rereading the last thing I wrote: an epitaph of sorts for a friendship that is no longer. Looking through it from a... Continue Reading →
Of the Moments Between Tranquility and Trauma
If the trauma moments lasted days long, it would be different. That would be Hell. But it doesn’t. It’s not a constant carousel of corruption, not like the movies where the protagonist spends the whole of the 24-hour day span in her room, on her bed—or under it—trying to hide from the memories and triggers.... Continue Reading →
Let’s Talk About Race: Aftermath of a Church Discussion
The Apostle Paul says in Galatians 3:28 that “there is no Jew or Gentile… for you are all are one in Christ”, but 21st century Americans have all but become masters of creating and perpetuating division, especially when it comes to race. But there is hope... Read on to find out more!
An Evening of Dissociation (and the Moment After)
Dissociation, while terrifying in the moment, doesn’t last forever. However, the choices we make while experiencing symptoms make the difference.
Absent Father (Short Fiction)
He stares down at the infant in his arms. Opening his mouth in protest, he stammers, “Wait, nurse. This is some mist—” “It’s no mistake, Henry. Xavier is yours. Maybe you’d think twice before deciding not to wear protection,” Nurse Walter responds, uttering the last sentence under his breath as he walks away to focus... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 