Stark Contrast
Ya’ll.
Come on now.
I’m just tryin’ to have a peaceful moment on my much-needed sabbatical. No responsibilities, no kids, nothing but a quiet day with what I wanted to work
Unfinished Business
Writer. Truth-digger. I've spent years ghostwriting for others, now I write what I know. And what I know, I often learned the hard way.
Beautiful Lies
This is where it begins, a story of child abuse, toxic love, and the survival mechanism that worked: turning maladaptive daydreaming into a life worth romanticizing.
Some kids dreamed about prom. I dreamed
The Grief I Deserved
I used to judge pet people.
Not publicly of course, I'm not a cretin. But when a coworker would miss work or dash home crying because their dog was dying or
Enough
An essay about choosing boundaries over approval, the painful truth of estrangement, and what it really means to be a father in the face of betrayal.
Before we get started, let’s just
Sad Woman, Happy Coffee
First, the coffee maker died.
Then the replacement died.
Then the replacement’s replacement died.
Then I found myself halfway inside a dumpster bin at dawn, in pajamas, trying to locate a broken