“What would have happened if he hadn’t killed himself that day?” A question I’ve been asked, and one that stirs regret—but in the end, I believe the outcome was inevitable. This post explores grief, unhealthy relationships, and the truth that sometimes, nothing could have changed the ending.
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.
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.
So for the Fallout crowd, Bethesda currently has "blessed" us with Fashnact an event in real life, but not at this time of year. The actual event begins and ends in one day usually Fat Tuesday whenever that might be. Fallout's version involves a two-week event every hour on the hour, twice a year. Obviously, …
