Category: Personal Stories

The Person Next To You

Abuses animals. Steals hubcaps. Beats his wife. Is a convicted felon. Does cocaine. Hopefully your house doesn’t suck this much. I promise this has a point. I’m about ready to do another bodybuilding show tomorrow…well, technically it’s a bikini show because I’ve lost, unintentionally, 30 lbs and would not do well in the bodybuilding division….


Time For Teletubbies!

I remember sitting in the back of the room in third-grade health class, at the little school in the Inuit village, and feeling progressively sicker as the teacher was explaining things about blood and cells and organs and how when you stand up straight, the blood flows to parts of the body…I felt sicker and…


It’s OK To Avert Your Eyes Sometimes

In the early ’90s in Liverpool, England, Denise Bulger was shopping with her two-year-old son James, and she turned her back on him for literally 30 seconds. When she turned around, he was gone. Later, surveillance from the store would show James being led away by two males. That day, James was walked to the…


Repeated Exposure to Violence

In high school, even though the stupid career test thing said I’d make an excellent nurse, I knew I wanted to be either a police officer or a mortician. I had no idea how or where one became a mortician, but I knew where the police station was, and I applied to be a cadet….


About Alcohol

I had my first drink when I was twenty-eight years old. Well, technically I guess I did try a shot of Aftershock when I was seventeen, and a bottle of Boone’s Farm when I was eighteen, but I never got drunk until age 28, despite becoming an IV drug user at age 17. It was…


I’m All Caught Up With the Kardashians

Since New Year’s Day is stupid, I like to make equally stupid New Year’s Resolutions. One year I resolved to spend more money on shoes. Another year I resolved to always say “zero” and not “oh” when reading the number. For 2016, my resolution was to pay more attention to the Kardashians. It wasn’t easy….


The Day the Sheep Died

As a child I felt fortunate to grow up in the kind of neighborhood I did. We lived in a major city, but in a large valley where properties were commonly one acre or more. We had a huge house with a half-acre, fruit and cedar trees, and a bridged creek running through the front…


Revisiting the Safe Haven Post

I just read an article about a Safe Haven being used in Indiana. A 25-year-old man dropped off a one-day-old baby at a fire station. He remained anonymous and stated that the mother – who was not present – also wished to remain anonymous and that she did not need medical attention. Since the baby…


Losing a Daughter, Gaining a Son…Not in the Way You Think

I am a funeral director and embalmer with eleven years in the business, but many don’t know I am also the mother of a transgendered child. I have always been supportive of the LGBT community and I knew the right thing to do was accept my child’s new gender identity. She [I still use the…


A Surgeon’s Hands

Many bodybuilders will claim that, without bodybuilding, they would be dead. This is because many of them were introduced to the activity as a way to cope with mental demons or serious emotional problems, and many credit bodybuilding or other athletics with helping them find relief from drug addiction or suicidal thoughts. I would hope…