Experience: They Could’ve Died

If I continued on the wrong exit, we would’ve missed it all, and my selfless aunt wouldn’t have been there.  No one else was with her to pull back the windshield…

Confessions: Two Personalities

I have two distinctly different personalities wrecking my heart.  One is of love, the other isn’t.  Out of self-preservation, I’m questioning whether I ever knew myself or if I’ve just accepted the person I’ve become.

Transformation: The Pains of Therapy

Now that my fifth counseling session is tomorrow, I can say it’s been an incredibly tough journey.  I cried a lot and had two anxiety attacks, but the fourth counseling session reeled me in a depressed state for three days…