Peeling the Onion

A story about healing—one layer at a time

SkiTeam92

It was a blustery December night in 1991. I was playing pool with my boyfriend in his parents' garage—smoking Camel cigarettes and...

HairdooFeaturedNEW

Graduation was just around the corner, and I had one thing on my mind—to move to the city and become a hairstylist. It was a dream I’d had...

HomeboundFeatured

The room was dark aside from a street light shining through the blinds. I’d been lying in bed for hours, strategizing how to get to my...

FirstCommunionWeb

My family wasn’t particularly religious growing up. We were never forced to go to church. We didn’t even say grace before meals. But there was one...

LibraryBooksWithBag2

When I woke up the next morning, something was undeniably different. I still felt sick and scared, but I didn't feel alone anymore. As relieving...

Takingflight

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe not... Shortly after my “surrender” and reading Bernie’s book, I started feeling a little better. The intense...

LeavingTheNestFeaturedWeb

For the first time in over two years, I felt like I was making headway. I finally had the energy to finish my correspondence courses—sketching...

FloridaFull1000

It was December of 1995, four years after the day I first got sick. In some ways, I was still progressing. I had doubled my...

Acupuncture Kidney 3

A string of bells jingled when we opened the door, announcing our arrival. My heart raced, and my stomach tightened, and I...

DadMeWyoming

I had another chance to live, and I was willing to do anything to make the most of it. In the fall of '96, I took the plunge and officially applied for...

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