When I began this blog project I had intended it to focus solely on my struggle with trichotillomania, an impulse disorder that causes me to pull out my hair. What I’ve discovered is that by shining a light on the underpinnings of one struggle, I have illuminated the twisty, gnarly root system for all sorts … read more
Every Tuesday evening I would ride the Metro to the end of the orange line where the pastor’s oldest daughter would pick me up and drive me out to the their home. I would join them for dinner then spend a couple of hours discussing Scripture and doctrine with my father’s pastor. At the end of … read more
I had to make an impossible decision, and I had no idea how to even begin. My entire life had been dictated by the actions of others. When I was a child, I was forced to accept the unwanted touch of others, told how to feel about it, and then threatened into silence. When I … read more