My Sinking Relation-Ship

Intimacy has always been a difficult thing for me. I used to tell my parents, “I don’t have any friends”. What I meant was, “I don’t have any intimate relationships”.”Opening up” was never the problem. Until recently,...

Tick, Tock

Trauma is a tricky thing. PTSD is a tricky thing. Our traumas are like shrill echoes down a long hallway. PTSD makes you believe they are not echoes, but that the eerie, disturbing things that happened are happening again. We can get caught up in waiting for the...

Shame, Shame, Shame

The  last few years have been a tumultuous on and off again battle with shame. I know the signs, phrases, and beliefs in and out. But, somehow, this most recent attack was way off my radar. As per usual, it began with a conflict. During which, my husband and I were...

Sorry Not Sorry

    My husband likes to refer to me as his, “Personal Google”. I wrote a paper in eleventh grade that my English teacher said she would have published if she was still editing for journals. I am very, very, rational. I sometimes laugh...

Waiting Sucks, You’re Not Doing It Wrong

The Church is good. GOD knows they try. But some things that echo from well-intentioned pulpits and mouths fluent in “Christian-ese” can warp some pretty heavy things into some nasty half-truths. Let me just tell you now: WAITING SUCKS. Anticipation of...