I have been well read on the stages of grieving since my mid-twenties when my father died. With his death, I waited for the stage of...

The problem with grieving is that it makes people uncomfortable. As you go through the process of trying to figure out how to live a life...

You hold me in the crease of my elbow and we walk slowly and I feel your warmth run over my skin. I lean a little to the left to feel...

I woke up in tears, breathless, with my stomach feeling hollow and hurting from being tense with the shaking spasms of a broken son...

She has fought, like a warrior not on a conventional battlefield, but stealthy, guerilla warfare, where she had to sneak up on the enemy...

We arrived at the trailhead at 8am. It looked like the start of a trail race with competitors lingering about, doing some stretches,...

Her hands lay still in her sleep but upon awakening they are unsteady, jerking involuntarily, as if God is using her as a puppet. At this...

I sit here this morning just a little differently. I did my normal routine, waking up around 4am, making a little coffee, getting a piece...

To tell true stories about trauma, depression, anxiety, and panic you will set yourself up for judgment. Some will see you writing and...

An old man with a cane looked at me the other day and said, “It takes a lot of guts to get old.” He mentioned that he is ninety four...

A Letter To Connect Us To The Realities Of Depression, Anxiety, Panic, Trauma, And Suicide. Dear Fellow Traveler, Let’s start with, you...

I am close to being in this world for fifty-three years, which causes one to reflect. I ask questions like, what is my purpose for being...

She had finally found death. It was in her bones and would be the last great test of her resilience to life. However, that was not quite...

He was a young man, twenty-three or four, married only a short time to a beautiful woman who he knew he didn’t deserve. Though, why would...

Dear Men, Your pain is real. It is there within you, deep, where you are concealing it from the world. It is buried in that place where...

We all know what survival mode is. It’s where we are doing everything we can to keep our head above water and not suffocate on the stress...

The art of living has always interested me, to be mindful and fully present in my life and take it all in is an art worth practicing, but...

I remember my last conversation with my dad. I was in the hospital room waiting for him to die. It was the third or fourth day after he...

I have this recurring thought where I want to go to her apartment, pack a bag, get some warm blankets and her dog, and for us to get into...

I believe that if we are growing as humans, we have phases, chapters if you will, where we change from who we once were to someone...