A quick course correction, navigating the hurdles of identity change.
I don’t want to be the name on your next bleeding heart law. I refuse to stand idly by as your medusaec heads echo empty apologies. My well is dry and the buckets keep coming. The neon sign says closed but your blind eyes keep tugging. No law is finite, no job description complete, your […]
Isn’t it ironic?
Where ever you go, there you are. Clean Slate lays to rest some of the myths surrounding identity changes. No glamorous relocations here, just the real world problems you would face if you really did change your identity and start over.
What’s in a name?
It was hard to write a post for today, since the word prompted memories I’d rather replace. It’s not enjoyable, in fact, it rather sucks; but the truth beacons to be free from the depths where it’s been hiding deep inside of me.