I’m broken. That’s not a cry for help—it’s just a matter of fact. I’ve been broken for years. Truth be told, most of us are. Life cracks us in different ways. Some of us just chip a little—like overdrawing a bank account or getting a speeding ticket. Small fissures. Manageable. Forgotten. Others among …
Continue reading Mothman, Appalachia, and the Fallout of Coping
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 …
As anyone who knows me well will tell you, I’ve been knee-deep in Fallout 76 lately. It’s the most current version of the series, and while it has its flaws, it also offers ongoing development, which keeps it engaging. Occasionally I jump back into one of the older games—nostalgia’s a hell of a drug—but right …
Continue reading Here We Go Again: Fallout, Failure, and Figuring It Out
