When you speak to yourself, what is said? Is a disease your definition? Perhaps an addiction? Is the stigma a continuous part of your life? Why do people hold onto what once was, but at the current moment, no longer is? Why is a diagnosis all that is glorified within a life? Is there no hope after a label is placed upon you? Why do … Continue reading What Is Found?
I had a friend who would spend his days as a cowboy. He wasn’t out on the ranch rounding up cattle, or a gunslinger, and he didn’t lasso wild bulls at the rodeo. He wore a Stetson hat, tight Wrangler jeans, expensive boots, the big belt buckle, listened to all of the country music of the current time and spoke with a ‘southern’ accent. He … Continue reading Genuine