And Bad Mistakes, I've Made A Few
/In which the writer in residence lays his suicidal guilt bare.
Read MoreIn which the writer in residence lays his suicidal guilt bare.
Read MoreThere's been a loss in my extended family and I am having a hard time processing.
Nothing feels real.
Read MoreThe last two years have been hell and I've been living in pseudo isolation in an attempt to keep a semblance of external control. I told myself this wasn't my story to tell but that ends now, here it is the whole story (or as much as I can put into words) about how my world has been cracked like a farm fresh egg in Hell.
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