not a break-up. not a divorce. an abortion.



if we are to confront and be healed from the relational holocaust, we must be willing to use severe language in our descriptions of our losses and abandonments, break-ups and divorces. this is why i believe in fiction. it is the only realm that really has the capacity to confront our most extreme distortions and disabilities. the real world cannot sustain that kind of truth, though it may slip through from time to time, like a nuclear bomb.

how many relational abortions have you witnessed? How many have you relationships have you aborted like an inconvenient bloody fetus?