I was injured. I was depressed because I knew the injury…

Greg Unger

I was injured. I was depressed because I knew the injury sidelined me and there was nothing I could do about it. I had enough... I was ready to leave this place. A coffin was inside the church, a familiar church, one I knew as a child. The ceremony for the dead was being…

A members’ writing from The Anthology — this is an honest preview. Read the full piece on The Book of Unger.