Good old Facebook—if you use the basic settings, Facebook will remind you of everything that happened on a certain date in a certain year. Most of the time, they're not things that you always want to remember. There was a one-year series of about five or six shows on the Peacock network called *Swedish Death …
Continue reading Two years later and counting…
I am not okay. I hate saying that out loud anymore because I know what happens next: the calls, the messages, the well-meaning panic from people afraid I’m going to hurt myself. Let me be clear: I haven’t had any thoughts of self-harm since that unforgettable day in May. Some might argue that my …
After logging out of the Wasteland today to deal with the glitchy mess that is real life (yes even life has as many weird resets as Fallout76), I started thinking again about the weird ways grief works. Specifically, my own particular flavor of widowhood and how it stacks up against the experiences of others. I …
Continue reading Here We Go Again: The Grief I Didn’t Plan For
…But apparently I still take the long way down the Yellow Brick Road. I’m taking a little pause from the “Change” series I’ve been working on. Not abandoning it entirely, but shelving it for a few days. Why? Because let’s be honest—those posts were starting to feel less like blog …
