Midway Through My Vasectomy, the Surgeon Said One Sentence That Told Me Something Was Very Wrong. – The Archivist

said the words that transported me back five years in an instant: “Why are you still alive?”

It wasn’t rhetorical. It was a lament.

The question hung between us, brutal and naked. I felt the familiar cold shock, remembering that night on the ridge. Screeching tires. Crunching metal. The car teetering on the cliff’s edge. Screaming for my father. Him continue reading …