What a 5-year-old taught me about suicide.

The Conversation We’re Scared To Start

It was January 3rd, 2009 that my daddy put a gun to his heart and pulled the trigger. It was January 3rd, 2009 that suicide shot its way into my vocabulary. That doubt, confusion and despair began to dance through my days. That grief growled through my words and...
Freedom Redefined [VIDEO]

Freedom Redefined [VIDEO]

  Freedom Redefined So picture this scene, you’ve raped and you’ve pillaged. You’ve murdered, you’ve lied, you’ve destroyed a whole village. And when the High Courts catch you, you’re guilty of crime. You’re covered in blood, you’re punished to die. They explain...
NO.

NO.

A hot tear rolled down my cheek as I worked to straighten my twisted frown and fake a shred of composure. I had told myself I wasn’t going to cry. I saw a wince dance across Coach Miles’ face as his eyes began to redden, as well. I stared into the watering...