Tag: Year Two – Top Personal Stories & Posts
"Do you floss regularly?" Oh, the shame. That's what they're aiming to fill you with every time you go to the dentist, you know. I think they *love* making their patients squirm.
It was late at night, and I went to check on my son several hours after putting him to bed... And he was missing. I searched the entire house. He was definitely gone.
Bullying. Its aftermath is rarely less than tragic. Some kids even die. When they do, their stories take over the media. It’s a good money-maker for the industry. Everybody loves to hate bullies. But what about the kids who outlive it? What about the kids that have experienced endless torment at the hands of their peers and survived? Are they less than notable? Does it take seeing the blood on one’s hands before we step in and put the same kind of emphasis on these kids as we do their dead counterparts? Must we see caskets being lowered into the ground before we really explore the problem?
After my divorce in 2010, there wasn’t much left of me that could still be considered intact. My thoughts were obscured and darkened. My laughter gone. My eyes no longer moist. My tears were all spent trying to save the marriage. I had none left, it seemed, to...