Three years into grief, I’m questioning whether “I love you” is always truth — or sometimes just fear of regret. In the wasteland and in life, maybe clarity matters more than repetition.
Tag: Trauma Recovery
Grace in the Echo Chamber
Living alone amplifies thoughts. Trauma complicates reactions. PTSD explains but does not excuse. This is about accountability, judgment, and learning to give yourself grace instead of a life sentence.
One Does Not Simply Go to Costco
Costco isn’t just shopping—it’s sensory overload, entitlement, and PTSD triggers wrapped in bulk pricing. When the world gets loud, the wasteland and a reclaimed van offer a different kind of escape.
Watching My Life From the Outside
I’m not broken—but I’m not healed either. This is what it feels like to exist in the in-between, where grief, change, and moving on don’t look the way anyone warned you they would.