All Shall Be Well

“The unknown is the only place where we find out what we’re truly made of.” – Josh Radnor Today I received some perilous financial news. Not for the first time recently. And yet today, in the midst of uncertainty and difficulty, I feel free. I...

I Am Free

For a long time I’ve talked about sharing my story. Of writing a memoir about my childhood trauma, it’s impact on me, and my recovery and healing. People who love me have told me, with the best of intentions, that I need to stop living in the past. That telling this...

I’m Still Here

I’m lonely. I’m sitting in a coffee house during my week off work, on my own, online. A few login issues on my laptop have done their work with my head for today. When your brain is like mine, it only takes little things to wind you up and frustrate you to extreme...

(Not) Deficient

Today I received a letter from a medical professional. It read that they believed I was on the autistic spectrum, and recommend I take formal tests to confirm this. It wasn’t a full diagnosis. But it was as close as it gets without one When I read this letter,...

33 Years: Why It’s Time To Tell My Story

April 1st 1985.  It was the first Monday of Holy Week. Little was I to know it would become the moment my life descended into hell. I still remember. I remember the lights of the ambulance lighting up my bedroom window. I remember creeping downstairs in a hallway lit...