I thought about writing this a couple of times. And if I weren’t for me not writing over the last couple of weeks. I wouldn’t have gotten to this. But today marks eight years since we’ve been separated. Everyone is asking me how I feel, and in a way, I…

I made some progress today, or so they call it. I was able to sit amid my most feared thoughts and not be shaken. I’m not concerned because I’m relieved, but what changed? Is it because I was allowed to imagine how a moment like that might feel? Where your…

Another day has passed. If it were a movie, it would be one of those scenes where it’s sped up so you can get the idea that hey! In his life, nothing much happens. But if anyone took the time to look back and allow the moments to replay without…

I can’t tell you how many self-help pieces of media I’ve consumed over the last five years. A constant search for ways to overcome. Suppose you’re wondering what I had to overcome. That’s the thing, nothing at all. But for all these years, I believed that I did. I dug…

I write to you, not for comfort. But from a place of unknown. A place of envy. At the same time, you may be in so much pain right now, and as I lay here only wishing to have experienced what you have. The saying goes. To have loved is…

Sometimes I wish there was a small room for you inside my mind. Where you could go whenever your world became too much, or when I seemed quiet, or when you simply wanted to know exactly what I was thinking when I hear your voice. You’d see behind my every…