He was gone for three years. He was not fine either, but he was very good at appearing to be, which is a different thing entirely.
Tobin Curtisson left Kandstead on a morning in late autumn, when his brother's grief had grown so large it had filled the house and spilled into the yard and there was simply no room left for a man who didn't know how to be quiet. He told himself it was for trade. He told himself the Eastern Kingdoms had been calling him for years. He told himself he would be back before Arae took her first steps.
None of these things were exactly untrue. None of them were exactly the whole truth either.
He spent three years making friends in fourteen cities, learning six languages through charm rather than study, leaving before any single place could accumulate enough weight to require him to stay. He met a silk merchant named Dagna who told him plainly what he was running from, and filed her observation away with considerable skill and kept moving. He found, in a fishing village outside Hallsend, an enormous amber-eyed dog who declined to be charmed or managed and simply remained, day after day, until the accumulated weight of sustained companionship taught Tobin something he had never needed to learn before: that he was lonely. That he had been lonely for quite some time. That he had simply been too busy to notice.
Three days from home, an innkeeper named Siv sat across from him at dinner and said: 'You have the look of a man who is almost ready to arrive somewhere.' He told her everything. All of it. More than he had told anyone. More than he had usually allowed himself to think.
This is the story of the road out and the road back in. Of joy as armor and joy as practice. Of a man who used laughter to fill every silence because silence, for him, had once held something unbearable — and of what he discovered, when he finally stopped running, about what laughter is actually for.
Includes Jungian analysis of the Trickster archetype and a call to action: The Road That Leads Home.
For the person who always seems fine. And for everyone who has ever loved them.
Tiffany Solter, PhD is a mental health professional, educator, advocate, and lifelong seeker of magic whose writing explores the boundaries between life, death, justice, and the profound connections that define us. Born into a family of mountain people spanning Wyoming and Colorado, she grew up shaped, largely, by two grandmothers who taught her, one through train journeys across the West, the other chasing shooting stars across the plains, that anything is possible.
A survivor of a near-death experience in 1996, Solter spent decades integrating what she encountered in that "warm place where light is everything" into a life of healing work, academic achievement, and fierce advocacy. She holds a doctorate with a dissertation on grace and recovery, and has worked alongside peer counselors, nurses, and mental health teams she considers among the most transformative teachers of her life.
Her advocacy voice is unflinching and deeply personal. In "Be a Man": The Violence Society Ignores, Solter turns her clinical expertise and lived experience toward a crisis our culture has long refused to see: domestic violence against men. Drawing on research, survivor accounts, and her own family history, she challenges the archetypal and institutional blind spots that leave male victims invisible, unbelieved, and without adequate resources. The book is equal parts gripping fiction, Jungian psychological analysis, and practical call to action. It is complete with resource guides for survivors, supporters, military families, and children. It is the work of someone who has sat in clinical rooms with these men, loved them as family, and refused to stay silent.
She lives in what she calls Camelot, a home she and her husband Jeff manifested in childhood whispers, surrounded by family, familiars, motorcycles, and what she simply calls the magic.
“Between Worlds” is her memoir. "Be a Man" is her battle cry.
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