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.
Tag: Recovery
Fishing, Radroaches, and Nursing Regrets
During a nice relaxing evening fishing in the wasteland between nukes, I had a few odd thoughts running through my mind. I get a lot of time to think and hash through some of the day’s more esoteric questions. For example, what would you have the toughest time doing in the wasteland? I think mine …
The Crowned Prince of Mediocrity
You ever feel worthless as a human being? When I’m in a funk, that’s the first thought that always crawls up. People like to remind me of my value—yada, yada, yada—but I still can’t climb over that wall sometimes. I saw the shrink yesterday. And yes, I know some of you are thinking, “Good, …
Cinco De Momo
So some other random thoughts for a weekday. This is being written on Pioneer Day here in Utah or as we call it Cinco de Momo. It's apparently the day that the settlers arrived and looked down into the Salt Lake Valley for the first time. The fireworks are raining down because why not shoot …