I've learned a few secrets about life while I've been on my journey. When I find a really good one, I do my best to write it down so it can be useful for other travelers. This collection represents some of the most helpful and illuminating words I've ever assembled. If any of these wind up helping you, all I ask is that you keep your eyes out, and pass them on to another person they could help. These are the kinds of secrets you get to let your friends in on.
Religion can be a tough subject, but it's a pretty fundamental one to the human experience, and I've spent a fair amount of time at different parts of the spectrum of belief. Keeping our deepest beliefs hidden from each other will not lead us to gain empathy with one another.
This sad homage to faded friends carries a lot of sorrow. Growing up, and more specifically, growing apart is hard. People who are so important to you now can be dusty memories later. It hurts, but it hurts more to bury it.
My favorite way to teach a lesson is with a story, so it's natural that from time to time I find myself writing stories to tell children. This was my attempt at a modern Christmas holiday tale, and it still brings a joyful tear to my eye every time I read it.
A new medical user was having a hard time finding a real step-by-step guide to setting a dosing schedule, so I wrote this guide to illuminate the process.
I've held many philosophies up as the truth in my life, but they've all been ways of decorating this idea. This is "what I believe", at least for now.
This poem had such a simple conceptual hook, but let me get a lot off my mind in a fun way.
Letting go of hard feelings is something I've long struggled with. But this year, I've been exploring new approaches, and I've learned some things that have really helped me change how I deal with my stress.
Complicated Reality, in it's earliest incarnation, began as a site to share this exact story. Originally written for a worried stranger online sometime in the early 2010's, this story has gone on to soothe the minds of many monks in the years I've been telling it.
A desperate redditor asked how to take control of their habit. This is a battle I've fought, so I lent my experience.
Based on some details in the original copy, this was first written in 2011 or so. It's an early example of Yamen playing shaman on the internet.
I was hard at work on a totally unrelated project one night, and had to stop everything to let this autobiographical song pour out of my head. My story is far from done, and there's plenty more twists and turns that I glossed over, but this is probably the most amusing way to know how I got to be where I am today.
I've always struggled with feeling left out, and recently I've been diving into the details of why. I hope knowing that these feelings aren't unusual helps lessen the guilt or shame they come with.