In the wake of my most recent tragedy–the death of the love of my life–I’ve heard a lot […]
death
It has been almost a month. Not quite, but almost a month since the love of my life […]
It’s been three weeks since the love of my life died. Three entire weeks of grief. You begin […]
Losing the love of your life really sucks for a number of reasons. Nothing will ever be the […]
I should probably just change the name of this blog to the title of this post, because that’s […]
It has been three days since the love of my life died. They have been entirely surreal. I […]
Living with a depressive brain means being one with the inevitability of death, specifically your own. Depressives think […]
My dad and I have never been all that close. My father, like his father before him, isn’t […]
If you only had ten more years to live, would you do anything differently? I very well might […]
What do you want your tombstone to say? Well, I don’t intend to die, so this is an […]
My first experience with death was when I died, although I don’t remember it. I had pneumococcal meningitis […]
This has been a terrible week. Absolutely terrible. So, whatever motto I’m likely to have is something along […]
My greatest achievement is still being alive. I’ve looked the grim reaper in the face and told him […]
Another friend of mine died today. I wouldn’t exactly call him a close friend, but I did know […]
I had a good hard think on what it is that I’m avoiding and I came up empty. […]
You’re a fly on the wall at your own funeral. What are people saying about you? Great… I’m […]
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