It is no secret that I have struggled for the majority of my life with social anxiety. For whatever reason, I have always been painfully shy, and establishing deep relationships has been very challenging for me. I know this has held me back both personally and professionally, but I have been powerless against it. Functioning… Read More


It’s very interesting to me that as long as I’ve written this blog, I can’t ever recall touching on the topic of shame. I say that because shame has been a driving force in my life for as long as I can recall. If I remember correctly, I once heard the difference between guilt and… Read More


Remember those old westerns where there was a family living on a homestead, and the oldest son desperately wanted to get off the farm, but his parents wouldn’t let him go? He would always go storming out of the house, and the mother would always begin to pursue him, but the father would grab her… Read More


I tried to be good. I really, really did. I white-knuckled the bar until I thought I would bend it in half. I looked around, formed an interpretation of the standard, and did my best to live by it. And now I’m kind of tired. Before anyone gets alarmed, this is not one of those… Read More


As a result of my depression, I’ve been ashamed about a lot of things in my life that I didn’t really need to be. For instance, if I saw someone I knew at Walmart but decided I didn’t want to talk to them for some reason and ducked down an aisle to avoid them, I… Read More