I went to visit my grandparents in Brooklyn this weekend to see them for the first time in almost a year. It was hard for a number of reasons, but mostly because I haven't seen anyone in my family for nearly a year. Nearly a year since I came out to my family, nearly a … Continue reading Baggage
I've been having lots and lots of thoughts and epiphanies about recovery lately. About who I am, about the way I tell the tale of my life, and about the future I hope to have. Really, this is a post about storytelling and recovery and identity and life, and where all those fun things intersect. Last … Continue reading A Better View: The Power of Stories We Rewrite About Ourselves
Alright, I've been sitting on this news for way longer than I'd like, but I've been so swamped lately that I haven't had time to write it out. Finally, here it is... I finally figured out what I might wanna do after college! I want to be a social worker, combining clinical work and community building … Continue reading Life Update: I Want to Help People Recover from Religion, Social Work Style!
[ Image is a meme I have seen in multiple places, but can't find credit for. ] What do you do when you love a monster? (Cue In Love with a Monster by Fifth Harmony in the background... Zoinks.) I've been struggling so much in the past month... a few things always on my mind, and of … Continue reading When God is Love, but God is a Monster
I'm Max, and I have situational mutism. I always thought it was just me. It was just in my head. Just a personality flaw. I was just shy... I was just too quiet... it was just out of my control. As long as I can remember, I've had trouble speaking. To classmates. To teachers. To professors. To waiters. … Continue reading Situational Mutism: All the Things I Never Got to Say