Finding Light on the Dark Road

Finding Light on the Dark Road

Ever since I can remember noticing my feelings and moods, I had “black spots”—hours or even days when I would “disappear” into a dark and unpleasant hole. My life would appear pointless. My happiness but a memory. I remember lying wrapped in my duvet at home as a...
Journey to Face the Shadow

Journey to Face the Shadow

When I was seven, I stole the cloak from Damien Kelly’s batman figure. I was jealous. My batman didn’t have a cloak. It was second hand and by the time the previous owner had passed it off, the cloak had disappeared. I remember him crying with the teacher, snot...