Darkness Descends; An Ode to Joy
It crept in like a low fog, so lightly that I didn’t notice it beginning to swirl around me. A vague unease, a weighty sigh. The sun...
Darkness Descends; An Ode to Joy
My Worst Fear: Public Speaking (to Nobody)
Happy To Be “Too Sensitive”
Hey Hollywood – Scars Don’t Make You Evil
A Tough Fall
Somewhere Over My Rainbow(s)
Why Me? Why Not Me?
I Hate Walter: Choosing more surgery (Part II)
You're Never Too Old to Have a Happy Childhood
Choosing More Surgery (Option 2)
Healing Through Pain
5 Things to Say to a Scarred Person (and 1 Thing Not to Say)