Who would have thought I’d be here, about to publish my first novel? Not the first I’ve written, for that one is long gone in the process of growing up,...

So I have been beating myself up for not ‘working.’ I mean… What’s one of the first questions people ask when they meet you? “What do you do?” “Where do...

Living with PTSD is an ongoing learning experience. And it’s the little things that set me off, or make my day difficult. Nightmares are the worst. Take for instance this...

Two days ago I was hit right square in the feels. I have been a Ryan Adams fan for so long. His music fills my nights, lulls me into a...

Depression is an ugly thing. It lurks in shadows, hiding behind closed doors and veiled smiles. It lies in bed with you saying there’s no reason to bother getting up...