Goodbye, Adam
I ended therapy today. Therapy that I started on Valentine’s Day–five months ago. Something I initiated over a severe broken heart. Week after week after week, with the exception of a few skips because of travel and once for illness,…
Happy Independence
Happy Independence…oxymoron? The pressure is on. I don’t think I’m putting this on myself. It’s my environment. It’s getting tougher as my friends couple up, as more people ask, “So have you met anyone yet?” Why must every conversation involve…
More Virgin Stories
After getting my poonani waxed, my other ‘first’ stories are more tame. Sidenote: I am enjoying the brazilian while it lasts. Still looking pretty good four weeks later. While in New York, me and a friend went to the Bronx…
Virgin
Right around the time of my birthday, I decided that every week I would do something I had never done before. I started with pain. While I think I’ve experienced a great deal of emotional pain, I’ve never endured much…
Father’s Farewell
The beloved priest of the church I grew up in has left on sabbatical and will not return. He had been there since I was in the 8th grade…if that gives you any indication of the role he played in…