A raw letter to my mother three years after her death, reflecting on grief, sobriety, domestic violence, regret, family, military service, faith, and the complicated process of learning to forgive yourself.
Tag: domestic violence
The Ones Who Stay
When isolation is engineered and lies do the work of abuse, the people who stay matter more than anything. This is about friendship, survival, and learning that worth isn’t decided by rumors.
Has Somebody Ever Fucked Up Your Head So Bad You Can’t Even Be Happy Anymore?
A reflection on holidays, grief, PTSD, recovery, and the quiet reality of being alone without being broken.
Inevitable Endings
“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.