Being Human

I wasn’t allowed to watch MTV or Beverly Hills, 90210 or go to boy-girl parties like the rest of my…

I used to be homophobic, an unabashed litterer, and so pro-life that I would argue passionately against the idea that…

“I love pizza.” “I love pizza, too! It’s my favorite!” “What’s your favorite kind?” “Deep dish with white sauce and…

Because I’m keeping myself really busy with life problems, the holidays and self-imposed chores related to a business start-up, I’m…

The world ended 616 days ago when my wife moved out and my little son became someone I only got…

I bet I’ll panic when I’m dying. I get nervous about things. And I’m pretty sure I’ll be nervous about…

She’s a mom. A mom with four kids and a husband doing the best he can to provide for all…

My uncle saw the yellow piece of paper stuck under the windshield and walked over to investigate. A police ticket…

Warning: If you’re someone who A. Reads this blog regularly, or B. Prefers feeling miserable, you can skip this one…

When you’re co-dependent and have never truly been on your own and you haven’t had sex in more than a…