A visit to a newly opened emergency department forces reflections on grief, regret, lost careers, unhealthy coping, and the painful realization that some versions of home can never truly be returned to.
Tag: PTSD
The Grace Well Runs Dry
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.
Emotional Range: Limited Edition
After enough loss, grief doesn’t always look like grief anymore. Sometimes it looks like quiet, distance… and moving on faster than you think you should.
More Death and Dying
Grief isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s quiet, complicated, and uncomfortable—especially when the person you’re supposed to mourn was never really part of your life.