Pain & Suffering

Giving Our Life to Dead Things

Waiting is the hardest part, sang the late, and pretty stinking great, Tom Petty. I’m feeling that lyric lately. I’m going through some major changes involving some brontosaurus-sized decisions. And, as you know, scientists have proven through complex formulations that change sucks. Even good change can stink up the bathroom. Most of my friends also

The Past Hurts

The people that hurt us leave scars. Curves of shiny thin skin that catch the tips of our fingers as we run them down our arms. They make us pause and rub them gently as we recall how we got them. If we’re not careful, we’ll look up to find the sun setting and wonder

How Not to Die Inside

I dated a girl I went to high school with years after high school was a dark black streak of a memory. One evening, we got to talking about those days. I found out she’d had a crush on me back then. I also found out people I thought were too cool for me at

Hurt People Hurt People

The causes are a complicated series of emotional and psychological abuse, faulty beliefs about my right to have

Brain Pain Change

Cotton balls in my head. A loose affiliation of words lay between the cracks in my brain. I have trouble prying them out. I have trouble doing anything. It’s difficult enough to lift my hand to scratch my nose, or do something so complicated as to walk across the room. Even more, to actually go

In Touch With Pain

We all have pain. It’s one of the strings that run between us. Tied in an infuriating knot around each of our hearts. So, when we encounter someone else pulling away from the sensory overload of life in pain, it should tug us toward them. But we run from our own pain. We pretend it

When You’ve Been Sexually Abused

They’ll tell you that you should forgive and move on.   They’ll say that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, that you somehow caused it, or that you’re lying.   Don’t listen to them.   It’s okay if your pastor, your father, your uncle, or your gym teacher goes to jail

What About the Past?

I was talking with a friend today about the past. Not our past together, I mean the past.