Dear Anxiety,I look back on my time living in Gunnison, after Alex died, and I can’t believe I didn’t see all the ways you showed up in my life.Jul 16, 2022Jul 16, 2022
Happily DepressedI listened to a podcast episode today called “Happily Depressed”. It resonated with me so deeply, this concept of being so depressed and so…Dec 7, 2021Dec 7, 2021
This Little LightI remember the first time we met, Joe. Brunch at Wiley’s on a Sunday afternoon. Spencer and I both agreed to going out for one drink…Nov 16, 2021Nov 16, 2021
To The Homophobic Pastor & My Gun-Toting BrotherI’m standing right next to you. I know you see me. You can hear me. We’ve spoken hundreds of times. But never about anything real or…Oct 12, 2021Oct 12, 2021
StorytelliI want to tell my story. I need to tell my story. I feel the words being forced out of me like the retching of hangover after a night of…Oct 8, 2021Oct 8, 2021
What Hurts The MostWhat hurts the most is that I didn’t know Alex. I never got the pleasure of knowing the good in his life. I didn’t know the hurt he carried…Sep 5, 2021Sep 5, 2021
