CONTRIBUTOR

I’ve been in pain for way too long. I know it like an itchy sweater, an obnoxious house guest, a bad piece of fish, a persistent drip from the kitchen faucet. But I also know it’s other side; the kinder softer patient teacher. If it wasn’t for this one, I’m not sure I could bear the other. I’m definitely nicer, more compassionate, and significantly more patient than I was before this all started 11 years ago. But I’m also more real, more authentic, and even less willing to suffer fools gladly.