Shattering the Silence

Part 3 of Joe's story, Shortly after 9/11, I was diagnosed with P.O.T.S. because I’d black out frequently after standing up. I was...

Joe's story, Part 2, used by permission. By 19/20, I was working full time and met my wife. I was terrified because I feared that thi...

Here is one of our Brother’s story. I’ll call him Joe. This is part 1 Well, here is my story and I can’t believe I’m writing this....

Why? And why does this question keep coming up? Why me? Why this particular issue? Why did it affect my life so intently? Why? Why? UGH! ...

The evil of abuse As I look back at my life, there is much that has become clearer regarding the effects of what happened to me as a c...

Ok, it's been a while. I've been working on getting some help transferring the blog to my Admin control and it's a little more c...

When I’m feeling anxious or restless, sometimes I’ll do Sudoku. Over time I’ve improved in my technique and now I’m pretty much at the “...