On the intersection of sexual assault and Christianity (originally published on Medium.com) I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever humans […]
Read moreAfter 25 years of attending the same church, I visited another one. I’ll never forget the day I realized Bathsheba was not […]
Read moreWhen you start to get paralyzed, I need you to write about it, my therapist told me during our session on Friday. […]
Read moreI got pregnant when I was 13. I lost the baby a month later. The whole process was traumatic, and it’s one […]
Read more(Since this got bigger than expected, if you guys need to talk about anything, reach out. I’d be happy to talk to […]
Read moreWhat a now-defunct Walgreens taught me about living (originally posted on Medium.com) The town I grew up in has 28,625 people. It’s […]
Read moreDear God, I’m tired. Tired of existing in this haphazard, self-sabotaging, trusting when it’s convenient for me way. I’m tired of fighting. […]
Read moreAnd other things I doubt My therapist has this way about him. Speaking gently when the voices in my head are screaming […]
Read moreon this #WorldSuicidePreventionDay I didn’t want any flowers, I only wantedto lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.How free […]
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Prologue:Â On the bulletin board next to my desk is a handwritten checklist from my therapist: is it truthful? Is it necessary? […]
I forgave myself today, kneeling at the altar. You can’t move forward if you’re angry at the past– angry at yourself for […]
I found you tonight, tucked away amongst books I haven’t read in years but love too much to throw away. I’m getting […]
“Honey, you ain’t been to a funeral until you’ve been to one with 3 ex-wives,” is not a sentence I’d ever thought […]
Her name is Anne. I sit kiddy-corner from her in her trailer home’s kitchen dining area. Beneath her purple glasses and her […]
How does one even make a budget, I texted to my friend, a mixture of panic and frustration washing over me. Like, […]
I’m not going to stop you from crying. Tears are good, healthy, a sign of healing, my therapist told me yesterday, as I […]
The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar Growing up, I […]
I have anxiety, but I don’t go around licking things excessively. Unlike my dog, who constantly has her tongue out, as if […]
Prozac and faith–What do they have in common? They both keep me going. I was struggling to come up with the perfect […]
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