Well, isn’t that just lovely? I managed to hit some mystery key sequence that deleted the work I’d already started on this post. Given my current streak of writer’s block, maybe that’s a blessing in disguise. Or maybe it’s just another opportunity to stare at the blinking cursor and mutter expletives at my laptop. …
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I guess the morning’s first lesson is this: therapy isn’t the worst thing you can do. I know that sounds like a commercial for BetterHelp, but hear me out—therapy can help you untangle why you feel the way you do about something. More importantly, it can help uncover what’s really underneath that feeling. Let’s …
Continue reading The Weight of Regret (and a Little Therapy)
"I make my livin' off the evenin' news Just give me somethin', somethin' I can use People love it when you lose They love dirty laundry" – Don Henley This song feels tailor-made for the era we’re living in. I think about it every time I open my blog dashboard and see that—surprise—posts about trauma …
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
