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Stratospheric Proportions by Carol   As soon as I put a Cheeto's Cheese Puff into my mouth, my mood instantly soars. Oh, and, if followed by a beer chug, it reaches stratospheric proportions.

I Am Simply Me By John   One day, in late September, I found myself sitting on the edge of my bed for 30 minutes wondering why I couldn’t put my clothes on. I had been depressed before. But I had never in my life found myself so unabl…

Believing in Brighter Days by Lisa Like Kevin, I’ve come to believe that stories are powerful. When we share our story, it gives others permission to share theirs. My story has been a bit of a rollercoaster. It includes a lot of darkness, bu…

Helping One Another Through The Tight Squeezes By Bill   One of my favorite plays is a sprawling, non-realistic epic by Thornton Wilder, called The Skin of Our Teeth.  The play is a metaphor, tracing the lives of the imaginary Antrobus …

When there is enough time, nostalgia is the best drug. If you can look down the road and believe that there is a chance to relive whatever you are turning over in your mind, that’s just dandy. Let’s push it down the road a bit.  No…

Please Know That There is Hope By Jeremy Please Note: This post contains description and discussion about suicide. Please take care when reading.  There are few times in your life when you can say that one event changed your life from that p…

Recovery Thoughts by Katie   Many individuals who have struggled with addiction often say they are “in recovery.”  What does that even mean?  The obvious answer is that they stopped doing whatever they were addicted to.…

There is a narrative I ascribe to myself and my shortcomings. These narratives are suspicious — they are almost always on the negative side of my day-to-day life and what my future might hold. This is likely due to my need to control every wak…

Satire is what happens when attention leads to anger leads to action. As a kid, I was drawn to MAD magazine. I couldn’t exactly tell you why at the time, but I believe it was because it chose to cleverly skewer the sacraments we as a society …

Worlds   Since before I knew I would become consumed with creating worlds, I plied my trade. In first grade, a close friend and I would create intricate companies. We would build structures, too, making our own cities. When he would come to s…