In 2008, I had decided to marry a woman — and we had set a date — but I needed to break the news to another woman who had been hoping I would come back to her.
I knew what I wanted, but when I met with the second woman, something went wrong. She begged me to change my mind and I felt guilty because I couldn’t give her what she wanted. I made the worst possible decision for everybody, all because I tried to sit on the fence and avoid hurting anyone.
I got lost that weekend and I feel as though I’ve never found my way home.

To think clearly, turn off the tube: Your television is not your friend
Two sets of rules: One for the public and a very different set for police
Being disconnected from love as close to hell as we’ll find on Earth
Getting better at all I do is only way to fight ‘imposter syndrome’
Don’t trust this con man — or almost anybody else on ‘TV news’
Are you ready for chaos when fed shutdown turns your gravity off?
You can’t see inside my heart, but my words invite you to know me
Sweet love story or tale of a sucker? Your bias creates narrative for you
To save my own sanity, it’s time for me to shut up about Trump