I Am Not Weak

| This is the 474th story of Our Life Logs | I’ve often wondered what drove me to have those wicked thoughts of wanting to commit suicide. Did I, in fact, have a mental illness? Was I a coward? Was I really being selfish? Eventually, I answered those questions. Here’s how. I was born in Washington, DC in 1975. The youngest of three to parents that were … Continue reading I Am Not Weak

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The Dream That Pushes Us Forward

| This is the 473rd story of Our Life Logs | Editor’s note: This story was written in memory of the one who lived it. I grew up in Norfolk, England. From a young age I dreamed of distant lands. Adventures in exotic places filled my head as I made my long walk every day to the little school house passed the countryside, fields of corn and … Continue reading The Dream That Pushes Us Forward

Fearfully and Wonderfully

| This is the 465th story of Our Life Logs | South Carolina, my home state, is known for many things—sweet tea, unmistakable accents, Charleston. But it is also known for being smack in the middle of the Bible Belt, where children say “yes, ma’am,” and “no, sir,” and in most stereotypes, these children get shooed outside to play with a mess of siblings and cousins, because … Continue reading Fearfully and Wonderfully