CW: Therapy, depression, Do you know the point in every romantic comedy when the main character hits rock bottom? They sit in sweatpants, wallowing in their sadness, eating junk food as they cry. For the past few years, I have been a few inches from rock bottom. I started counseling last year to develop better ...

I’m always stopping short, butting against the glass. I know if I made a fist, a proper fist, and swing, I could shatter it. But every time, I only end up with my fingers leaving prints and streaks as I watch, afraid to be seen. It’s only my careful reflection that needs to be known. ...

My dreams are a different world now. My reality is much the same. A surprising year. It made us distant. It’s become normal, my reality- My reality is the same. It didn’t change much. I lost no one. But is this normal now? All I enjoy is virtual now. These days, distance is relative. A ...

Flames,of orange and redflicker, twist, dip, and bow ina mysteriouscounterpoint dancetiptoeing on edge asmusic orchestratesin staccato fashioncrackles, pops, and snapspunctuate the ancient dancemesmerizing human eyes. Flames,reflected uponcorneal lenses refractfirestorm insideshattered heartsbearing deeply seared scarsborn by the betrayedtrust in a million sparkstrauma blames and shamescountered by blazing lighthope extinguishes despair. Photo by Shoeb Khatib on Unsplash

For this week’s article, I would like to reflect on my feelings about everything going on in our country since the November 3, 2020 presidential election. Now, I am not a political person. I normally do not discuss these issues publicly. I leave them all to the privacy of my home and discuss them with ...

It is easy to get so consumed with our busy schedules in our day-to-day lives that we forget to take the time to step back recognize what we are grateful for, whether they are simple things or complex. I am 100% guilty of being so focused and not taking enough time out of my days ...

Since Father’s Day is June, 21, I wanted to recognize a few of the important men in my life. I would like to begin with my amazing husband, Jeremy Stein, who is the most hardworking, greatest dad to our three kids and my most wonderful and supportive husband. Babe, what you do for us cannot ...

I think about my loved ones who have passed very often, but there different times throughout the year that I do a great deal of reflecting as I believe that it does for anyone that experiences such a loss. I am reminded of a poem called The Dash by Linda Ellis. There are many parts ...

Dear Cerebral Palsy, Although you have always been a part of me, I have worked hard to make sure that you did not define me or my choices. At the same time, it has been a very difficult process — a roller coaster that I am still riding. It is funny the memories that stick ...

January 30, 2005, is surely a day that I have never forgotten. The familiarity of inner struggle remains to be somewhat of a presence that originates from the years prior to that fateful fiery afternoon; in hindsight, a positive loss to me that represents freedom from a prison and the first of many works that ...