Journal

under the tree

Christmas Day can be pretty quiet for some. It certainly is for me; I go to the Christmas Vigil the night before, and spend most of Christmas Day alone. Last night, I couldn't help but think of over-crowded Bethlehem from the story; I was 3 hours early, and still managed to be sardined between people.… Continue reading under the tree

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Journal

winter fog

The books often cite one of the major signs of depression is a loss of interest in things that once interested the person in question. Even things he/she loved or were very passionate about turn into something gray and lifeless. I never really got that; my interests and passions were some of the things that… Continue reading winter fog

Recovery

living out integrity

I had a thought recently that encompasses everything that’s been on my mind, between others who have hurt me, my abusers, my own victim-mentality, and the world in general. It all concerns that one word: integrity. Not long ago, I had to step out on a homily on the “terrible twos”, that challenging time in… Continue reading living out integrity

Art Therapy

unsightly

The original draft of this piece was a comment on how some cases of child abuse get erased or ignored in favor of cases that are of a "high percentage", furthers someone's agenda, or are just plain unsightly. In light of #MeToo, I switched gears a little bit. The words here are only a scratch… Continue reading unsightly

Recovery

identity II

First of all, let's acknowledge something: it's funny what God uses to teach us about life sometimes. As much as I liked Disney movies in the past (yup, we're doing this in a serious study), I still haven't gotten around to watching Moana. I have, however, watched some clips, including one that really left an impression on… Continue reading identity II

Journal

anniversaries

TW: This entry refers back to my suicide attempt last year as well as my past abuse. Autumn is only weeks away now, and thank God. After spring, autumn is my favorite season (with winter following very close after autumn, and summer in dead last due to the heat). The moment September started, I started… Continue reading anniversaries