Friendships that don't fit my life anymore have faded away, and new ones have come in.

I think it's the human spirit inside of all of us that has an enormous capacity to survive.

I think that I find a lot of my healing out in the world.

I know firsthand how critical support systems are.

I've realized that the world is, in essence, full of banana peels - loaded with things that may unwittingly trip an internal wire in my mind, opening a floodgate of fears without warning.

Christmas was the one time of year when my brothers surfaced at home, when my parents and grandparents congregated to eat my mother's roast turkey.

We all waited on an afterlife. Only I planned to be alive for mine.