Why I Am Finally Telling My Story

Published on February 1, 2026 at 12:41 PM

For most of my life, I learned to survive by staying silent. Silence was safety. Silence was control. Silence was the only way to keep the past from swallowing me whole. But silence also has a way of hardening into something else; isolation, shame, and the belief that no one would ever understand what you have lived through.

This blog is the beginning of something different.

I am writing as a survivor, an advocate, and a man who spent years trying to outrun the weight of his own history. I am also writing as someone who finally understands that healing does not come from burying the truth. It comes from speaking it, clearly, unapologetically, and without fear of who might be uncomfortable hearing it.

My upcoming trilogy, We Will Stone Him: Rising From The Ashes, was the first time I allowed myself to put my story into words. It forced me to confront memories I spent decades avoiding. It pushed me to look at the boy I once was, the man I became, and the person I am still fighting to be. But a book, even a trilogy, can only hold so much. There are moments, reflections, and truths that do not fit neatly into chapters.

That is why this blog exists.

This space is for the parts of the journey that happen between the lines. The quiet realizations. The setbacks. The victories that seem small to the world but feel enormous to the person living them. The questions survivors ask themselves in the dark. The conversations we wish someone had with us years ago.

I am not here to preach or pretend I have all the answers. I am here to tell the truth, my truth, in the hope that it helps someone else feel less alone in theirs. If you have lived through trauma, you know that healing is not linear. Some days you rise. Some days you crawl. Some days you are proud of how far you have come, and other days you are shocked by how much still hurts.

But you are here. And that matters.

In the posts ahead, I will share pieces of my story, insights from the writing process, and the lessons I have learned about survival, resilience, and rebuilding a life from the ashes. I will talk about the moments that shaped me, the people who tried to break me, and the strength I did not know I had until I needed it.

If you are reading this, thank you for being here at the beginning. I do not take your time or trust lightly. My hope is that this space becomes a place where honesty is met with understanding, where pain is met with compassion, and where every survivor feels seen.

This is the start of something I should have done a long time ago.
And I am ready now.

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