Fear of loss when everything falls upon us and crushes a bit of our soul, deep in our veins where broken hopes live. How do I find my strength beneath endless layers of horrifying thoughts?
When I was 14 I came very close to becoming a gay teen suicide ‘statistic’ but I then turned to music, my piano, my loved ones, and discovered that it does in fact get better.
I was gone so much in my first marriage. I love the moments when I engage with my youngest daughter now. It’s not my thing to sit on the ground and play tea party, but I’ll do it because it’s a moment that will stick with me forever.
