While this is true it cuts both ways. State and federal labs and experts have also stretched the truth, outright lied, fabricated evidence, exaggerated the validity, the importance, and accuracy of evidences. So, to just point at the defense as accessing experts willing to say whatever for a price isn’t really fair.…

Your last part is true, though. We are alive, and life, at it’s core, is a place to see beauty and love and grace right alongside the heartache. Grief shrouds our ability to see both in kind. I don’t think I ever questioned my will to live, just how I was going to live without her. I think that speaks to what you’re…

A word on Werner Spitz, who’s mentioned in this post. I’ve now been a prosecutor for 15 years. He was called as an expert witness in literally the first case I ever worked on.

For what its worth: as a believing person nothing shakes my faith more than seeing parents - or even grand parents - bury thier kids/grandkids. And I also just want to punch anyone who says it’s Gods plan, blah blah blah. Like, what are the bereaved supposed to say to that ‘Thanks a fucking lot, God’? (I do believe…

If I unexpectedly died tonight, my mother would die tomorrow - not necessarily from heartbreak, but from the sudden loss of limelight.

Love to you. And to all that have lost a young one. My niece’s 1 1/2 year old, beautiful, smiley, sweet baby girl just passed away last night of Hydrocephalus. FUBAR :(

That’s what I remember her for too! “Being normal is vastly overrated.” Loved her.

Seriously. Everyone who is grieving copes with it in their own way. It’s like the people that ask someone who is suffering from severe depression “Have you tried just being happy?”

It’s because they are sacks of shit, or they cannot feel empathy.

Sadly, the role I’ll most remember Debbie Reynolds for is her part in Disney’s Halloween Town series. My wife had a nostalgic attachment to those movies, so I bought her the set for her last birthday. Unfortunately, my toddler is insisting on alternating between those movies and Frozen every day of holiday break. …

And I don’t understand why people would even want to come onto social media and tone police and belittle others who are sad. It makes no sense; other than them being really shitty people.

God, but don’t I understand this impulse. I wanted to crawl into my friend’s casket with her last year. I still do. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to have a glass of wine with her. And more than anything, I wanted to be the kind of person who believed that we would be reunited in some kind of afterlife. The thought…

Heartbreaking. 

My 16 year old daughter died on May 29th of this year.

If there is an after life, I like to think Carrie is chiding her mother saying “Jesus, could you not even give me 24 hours before you stole my limelight?!”

“I miss her so much, I want to be with Carrie.”

I’m done. I’m fucking done. Fuck this hateful farce of a year.

I’m not the religious sort, but sending alllll the most loving, comforting, warm vibes in the direction of Todd and Billie right now.

Reading all the comments here about how crazy and evil is Angelina makes me sad, in the end we do not know what happened.

Someday, after I become ridiculously wealthy and successful, I will throw a fabulous annual holiday party called Fifth Christmas and only children whose parents are divorced will be allowed to come. And we will drink and be merry and bitch about our parents.