I’m Immunocompromised and I’m Sick and Tired of Anti-Vaxxers and the Wilfully Ignorant
It’s very frustrating knowing that vaccines just do not work the same for those of us who are immunocompromised, leaving us at risk, seemingly no matter how many doses we … Continue reading
Elliot’s Other Victims: Philip Bloeser Talks Intimately About Elliot Rodger the Isla Vista Killer – PART 1 of 3
It’s incredible how a single person’s actions can affect so many by default. Sometimes for life. I wonder if that was even a passing thought to Elliot Rodger — the … Continue reading
From the Wilderness Forward, What Really Happened to Michael C. Ruppert
“He carried, as it were, the burden of the world on his shoulders. He was almost a Christ-like figure in that sense.” ~ Barry Zwicker – Author, Activist and Media … Continue reading
Suicide Prevention In Teens: In Honor of the Classroom of Kelly C.
In February — of this year, I received an email from a reader, or I should say, from one of my reader’s educational tutors. Kelly C. is an after-school instructor … Continue reading
Michael C. Ruppert Left Four Notes and a Poem
On Wednesday I reported that Michael C. Ruppert left two “suicide” notes behind — one that was addressed to “Jack” which I published here, and another addressed to Mike’s partner “Jessy Re”. This information … Continue reading
Making Lemonade
Sometimes extraordinary things happen, and sometimes, they can happen to the same person more than once. What’s more is, “extraordinary” doesn’t necessarily mean, “good”. There’s these things called, “shit … Continue reading
I Don’t Know Everything…
I don’t know everything. No one can possibly know everything and yet, over the years, many people have accused me of being a “know-it-all”. I suppose their deduction would be … Continue reading
Untouched
When you are single — especially at my age, touch is the one thing that you have the least of in your life. You can be alone and have love; … Continue reading
Kicking the Dog
The pain in my gut from your shoe-kick of words takes my breath away and words are lost in the shame and sorrow as I kneel in regret and remorse. … Continue reading
One Ugly Summer Night
We were supposed to go play tennis. I don’t even play tennis, but she had insisted and had made a big deal out of “making time” to play tennis with … Continue reading
The Last Leaf
I love autumn. It’s my favorite of the four seasons, but it is also the time of year I tend to struggle the hardest, emotionally. In general, I try not … Continue reading
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