What about the officer who broke the news?

I can still see his profile and the anguish etched on his face. It was a profile because we were in a police car. My husband sat in the front, and I was in the back and he had turned halfway in the driver’s seat to see us both. It was an awkward way to tell us and I’m sure it wasn’t his first choice. They’d gone to our home but we weren’t there so they met us in the parking lot where we’d had dinner.

He was white with an angular Romanesque face and a strong jaw. His hair … Read more...

A Post-Traumatic Growth Story From a Suicide Loss Survivor

How to Move Forward After Being Left Behind

by Jason Holzer

On May 8, 2003, my life would change forever. As I woke up and got ready to go to school that day, I noticed my mother was crying. It looked as if she had been crying for a while. When I asked what was wrong, she claimed it to be a stomach ache, immediately I felt there was something much deeper going on than that.  

She was also rushing us to get to school that day, another unusual clue that something just wasn’t right.  I was only 17 at … Read more...

It all started with a note from Ryan

A young man from the midwest sent me a message through a contact form.

“Do you give away free books?” While I have, it’s usually in person at events. Buying my own books and then shipping them gets costly after about a hundred of them.

My friend Virginia Y sent him a copy of Diary of a Broken Mind.

But that got me to thinking

“I wonder how many would be willing to buy a book for someone in need–people who want one but are short of money right now, especially in an economic crisis caused by COVID-19, and can’t … Read more...

I wanted to see my son’s body

Trigger warning: Strong Emotional Content.  

I ached to see him one more time. There would never be another opportunity, so the urge was strong and unrelenting.

In early, raw grief, it can be an almost irrational, desperate wish. I wanted to touch his hand, say goodbye although I knew his spirit had already left because I had felt it leave me the Friday he took his life. Before I got news.

Why didn’t I get to see my son one last time?

And this story begins at the end of my son’s life.

It’s not like on TV … Read more...

Books at no charge

DJ Viglis

I get requests, especially from young adults and those in recovery, for a free book. If I am at an event, I often do have at least two copies to give away that were gifted. However, giving away hundreds ends up costing me a lot of money because I have to pay for books from my publisher and then ship them. And right now I’m not making much with most of my paid event having been canceled.

So when I get a request, I know there are people in my tribe who can help.

Recently, a young man … Read more...

Emotionally Naked Love Story Audio is posted

Take it with you on your walk and listen to how these two found each other on Emotionally Naked, then found love and hope after loss.

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2020 Library of Virginia Award Nominee

In 1997, the Library of Virginia established its annual Literary Awards program to honor Virginia writers and celebrate their contributions to the literary landscape of our state and nation.

The categories are fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. And my book made the nominee list for nonfiction. As a first time author, I am so excited. Given the number of Virginia nonfiction that focuses on history or politics, I wasn’t sure if I’d even make the first cut. But I did.

Diary of a Broken Mind

Virginia Literary Awards web page.

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4 P’s of Grief

Personalization – The belief that we are at fault. In other words, we take the loss personally. If only……

The death of a loved one is not a personal vendetta from God nor is it punishment for something you did. For example, it’s not your fault if you are raped or robbed. You are a victim of a predator who saw an opportunity. 

Permanence – We think it will feel like it does now forever and can’t imagine a time when it won’t. But good times don’t last forever and neither do sad times.

This intense, foggy state of mind … Read more...

I am 13 years clean and still working on recovery

by P.K. Hill

Sunday Prayer. Gratitude. StepWork and a frozen ice cube tray of unexpressed feelings.

After 40 years of hanging out in the rooms of recovery dealing with my alcohol and drug addiction and with the guidance of my therapist I am connecting the final puzzle pieces of my relapses.

My relapses have always been connected to my feelings of loss and grief, fear and anger…and physical pain…but I did not want to go there. Grief over a stolen childhood and the devastating loss of family and friends who, like me, and though it was etched deeply into my … Read more...

My Dad, Bobby Nimocks

My dad, Bobby Nimocks Jr., 90, died of natural causes on Monday, May 11, 2020, in Fayetteville, NC. His quality of life was poor and he’d been in a lot of pain–a body and mind that were in a race to give up on him.

A natural storyteller, my Dad will always be remembered as a “character” with charming eccentricities and an engaging sense of humor with a great sense of timing.

Back in the day, my dad played college basketball for Davidson College in North Carolina and for years insisted he was a terrible player and said he sat … Read more...