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What is my life’s purpose?  That is a question that used to surface to the top of my head from time to time. I’d wrestle with it for a moment or two. Then settle on the idea that it...

It will never quite make sense to me how it all fell apart, but all that really matters is that it did. There is a lot of clutter in my head. Empty, imaginary boxes will hold the memories I no longer...

Have you ever had suicidal thoughts? That was one of the first questions my therapist asked me. Yes, I said. Although I never really gave them much thought. They kind of just appeared from time to...