Dark humor isn't a lack of compassion. Sometimes it's the only thing standing between trauma and surrender.
Tag: Recovery
Level 1,000 and Learning Grace
A gaming milestone, a new obsession with 3D printing, and a reminder that recovery from stroke, grief, and PTSD is rarely a straight line. Sometimes the hardest lesson isn't healing—it's learning to give yourself grace.
Nobody Is Watching
After years of worrying what everyone else thought, I made a surprising discovery: most people are too busy dealing with their own lives to pay much attention to mine. Oddly enough, that's one of the most freeing things I've ever learned.
Sorting Through the Wreckage
After a difficult weekend at a family graduation, I found myself reflecting on loss, isolation, disability, and the life I thought I'd be living. Sometimes being left to your own devices isn't loneliness—it's freedom.