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Feb 1, 20244 min read
The Paradox of Self-Acceptance
Back when I was an interning student therapist at the Faulk Center in Boca Raton some *mumble mumble* years ago, there was a quote by...
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Feb 27, 20231 min read
The Gift
Imagine that breathing was not a habit and you had to hold your heart in your hands every moment a life beginning and ending with the...
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Feb 14, 20232 min read
(dis)Comfort
Discomfort is not the enemy of a good life not the specter that hounds our American Dreams as media and materialism makes it seem nor...
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Feb 13, 20231 min read
Poem: On faith, and other things
On faith, and other things: try to see it and you never will allow yourself to see and you'll never stop -rrf
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Feb 13, 20231 min read
Poem: Stop and Smell
You tell me a garden cannot love you say it's merely complex chlorophyll coursing through the daffodil pulsing and processing the rays of...
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Feb 13, 20232 min read
Poem: (un)Broken
I'm sorry love i am broken; broken from bones that were improperly set during an age when things simply couldn't exist and it was safer...
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Feb 3, 20233 min read
(un)Conditional
It is sadly an oft-valid stereotype of gay culture to have complicated relationships with parents. Queer people walk such a fine line...
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Sep 22, 20221 min read
Poem: Mustangs
sometimes there are no words because the feelings are too wild too sharp with fullness to try and chain them forcing them into stalls of...
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Jul 20, 20224 min read
Slimed! Working Out Boundaries
Maybe this has happened to you: you’re out at a family dinner, enjoying the opportunity to catch up with your parents. You’re in the...
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Jul 20, 20224 min read
The Baby Buddha
As a new parent, I often find myself going into a trance state when I watch my 7 month old daughter play. I’m sure I am not alone in...
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Jul 20, 20224 min read
The second best time is now
I’ve been learning to play the guitar for the past five or so years. Rather, a better way to say it is that I have NOT been learning to...
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Jul 20, 20225 min read
Following Our Values
When I was maybe eleven or twelve years old, I stole a pencil sharpener from the local K-mart. It was the easiest thing to do; my mom and...
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Jul 20, 20225 min read
On Depression, and building 'maitri'
Do you want to know what it feels like? It feels like a twisting, spinning black hole that sits in the space between your heart and your...
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