Dark humor isn’t cruelty—it’s survival. From the Army to EMS to nursing, it’s the only way I’ve made sense of the senseless. If you’re shocked, that’s fine—my mom and my dog get it, and they’re the only jury that matters.
Month: August 2025
Forgiveness, on My Terms
Forgiveness isn’t always about them—it’s about us. For years, I carried the weight of anger, guilt, and expectation. But the truth is, I don’t owe him grace. I owe it to myself. This is my story of finding peace, not in forgiving the person who hurt me, but in finally forgiving myself.
Productivity on My Own Terms
Redefining productivity after stroke recovery: why sometimes skipping the checklist to fish in Fallout is exactly what you need.
The Relevance of Time
The relevance of time—or as I like to put it, some people have no fucking idea about the passage of time. Here’s why I say this: When I was first under investigation and we got to the uncomfortable part, my lawyer came to me and said they were offering to reduce the suspension/revocation to three …