Bullet Holes and Other Things

Do we all feel things so deeply? To the core of our being, in a way that encompasses every waking thought, infiltrates dreams; things that become a thread in the fabric of who we are? Or is that just those of us with massive anxiety and a propensity for overthinking? Recently, my father gave my … Continue reading Bullet Holes and Other Things


Freedom…Just Another Word?

At least I'm free. That's what everyone tells me. Its what everyone has said from the beginning, but you're free of him. Everyone: family, friends, strangers. Internet friends. Myself. I have said and written those words again and again and again. Freedom. And yet, freedom comes with a hefty price tag. For starters, I am not free from … Continue reading Freedom…Just Another Word?