Mark Cuilla

When I lie in bed at night unable to sleep because of the intrusive thoughts that tool around in my head, I want to know that someone, something, hears me, but I’m always met with silence.

I’m not looking to be Julian of Norwich or Joan of Arc.

My stomach hurts. My hands are shaking.

The lighting in the room is just as I like it, but it seems dark.

Last week blogger Megan Cuilla wrote, "Society and life circumstances have told us over and over that, no matter how hard we try, no matter how much money we spend, that it’s simply not true, we’re not enough.

This past December, I got a tattoo on my wrist that says, in my handwriting, I am enough.

Society and life circumstances have told us over and over that, no matter how hard we try, no matter how much money we spend, that it’s simply not true, we’re not enough.

Protestors are photo-bombed at Spokane's Pride event on June 8.