Life After Charlie -
My Journey Through Grief

When you have two offspring and one of them dies by suicide, it’s hard not to feel like a failure. We loved Charlie more than life but the hate in the world toward trans individuals drowned out our love. Charlie herself wrote to us to say that we loved her more than she deserved. Of course, this wasn’t true. Charlie was kind, quick as a whip, and had infinite potential. Every atom of love we held for her was only just a micro-element of what she deserved. In grade 9, Charlie

I’m sure that there are many much more eloquent ways to say that December is a trainwreck every year but “sucks” seems to encapsulate the general mood pretty succinctly. It’s funny because the other day I heard someone say that nothing could ever take the joy out of Christmas. Oh, how mistaken they are. Lucky them. As we come to the end of another calendar year, and the beginning of another grief year. the thing I am most aware of is how incredibly emotionally exhausting this

Sometimes I think I must have done something pretty terrible in a previous life. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I am ungrateful for...