An old email describing how my 2008 car accident affected me stirred up some feelings and previously untold personal history.
Stories about or from Corry’s past. No one’s memories are perfectly reliable, but archiving how we think of them over time can be useful to keep track of how our perspective changes with time.
The following posts mention personal history.
An old email describing how my 2008 car accident affected me stirred up some feelings and previously untold personal history.
This is the story about the time I snuck out of my home and “ninja moved” in the middle of the night to escape an abusive roommate.
This started as a fun post about how I’m enjoying the way I’ve been dating lately, but then I dug into why.
My best friend’s health reached the point where Kalbi’s bad days outnumber his good ones, so I’m preparing him for the rainbow bridge.
Since I came out as queer around this time last year, I’ve been asked some interesting and often insensitive questions.
When I was in college, I wasn’t exactly the epitome of cishetero-ness. My art school friend with benefits could tell, like many others did.
I’ve spent most of my adult life contemplating the meaning of love and I needed to share lots of updates.
In an effort toward transparency, I’ve written documentation for my process of deciding who and what I vote for in national elections.
My personal experiences with depression and suicide, and not just another “suicide is bad, call these numbers for help” kind of post.