It would be very easy for me to simply recycle the post I wrote at this time last year, when I talked about how I didn’t want the next December to be another “Long December” I could identify with. Truth be told, this December ain’t been so great either, so I could once again wish… Read More


There are days when I literally don’t want to get out of bed. It is as if my eyelids won’t respond to the commands from my brain to open. My limbs feel lifeless and numb. My thoughts are jumbled and incoherent. Sleep hangs onto me tighter than the covers I am wrapped in. This has… Read More


Do you ever wonder what trees think in the fall? Do they wonder why their leaves gradually die? Are they confused by the process of what is happening to them? Are they surprised to find themselves stripped bare one day? Do they feel cold? Do they feel lonely? Do they feel exposed? Are they jealous… Read More


I’ve been shattered. I thought it had happened before. I mean, after living with dysthymia for as long as I can remember, I knew I had touched some pretty deep lows. Looking back, though, that’s what they were – lows. I was still together, even thought I’m sure I didn’t feel like it at the… Read More


I’ve been thinking a lot about trauma lately. What is it? How does it work? Can someone recover from it? Most of all, though, I’ve been wondering how bad something has to be to constitute trauma. In my mind, the circumstance has to be pretty bad to be labeled “traumatic.” I mean, I’ve been pretty… Read More


The Dreamworks Animation movie The Croods has become one of my children’s favorites. We must have watched it at least three times now, and it’s grown on me a little more each time I’ve seen it. I’m not sure why I resisted it in the first place. Maybe it’s because I’m not big on caveman… Read More


It is true that I haven’t written anything here in a while because I have been taking graduate level summer school classes. I have another reason, though, one which I’m a little reticent to talk about in specifics. So, in order to be as evasive as possible, I’ll just say that life has put me… Read More


“The man who kills a man kills a man The man who kills himself kills all men. As far as he is concerned, he wipes out the world.” – G. K. Chesterton I am not Catholic, but I formed a very firm belief growing up: If a Christian (or anyone else, for that matter) commits suicide,… Read More


Why do so many men commit suicide? This is a question that, at this particular time of my life, I do not know if I am adequately equipped to tackle. I can attest to the issues that have made me despair of life at various times, but how could I possibly know what would be… Read More