Category Archives: Speak up Speak out

Why Trigger Warnings Are So Important

The other day, for the first time in my mental health journey, I understood, fully, what it felt like to be triggered. Really triggered. I attended a workshop on mental illness that did not come with a trigger warning. Of course, prior to my attending I did not know I would need a warning. I…

Reflecting on Social Media and Teens

Being an adolescent wasn’t easy for me, I went through puberty in the 90s before the internet, makeup tutorials, hair straighteners, and cover up that matched your skin tone. While I was going through the unfortunate phase of growing out my mushroom cut perm my friends and I owned our new blemishes, bad hair days, and…

Road Side Assistance

Last Thursday was a beautiful, very hot, gorgeous day. It was the type of day that made you want to get a cool drink, blow up your floaty, put on your swimsuit, and lay on the water all day. It was a high of 36 degrees here in Ontario, with warnings about the humidity, and…

What if One Day Never Comes

Things had been going up hill for so long. Raises for him, great moods for me, life was on the up swing. We were outside planting gardens, getting things done around the house, paying off bills that had been neglected because he had been layed off months before, and we really believed things were finally…

Why I’m Still Here

There’s a reason I keep writing. There’s a reason I come back to this space week after week with my words. I’m here to advocate for people who have been through the same thing I have. And sometimes that means standing up for those with a mental illness and the message either not being received…

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Speak Up & Speak Out when Commenting

Sometimes I read blog posts I don’t agree with. It’s true. On those days I don’t comment. I leave and come back another day – or if I’m really insulted I leave all together. Because I have always been afraid of being labelled a “troll.” But since reading a few blogs that have triggered serious…

Dearest Car Thief

Dearest Car Thief, I want to thank you for taking the time out of your busy day, full of B&E’s, to focus on my vehicle. I can’t imagine how full your schedule must be, and for you to choose my little car out of all of the others to put your dirty little hands on?…

Mental Illness is Not Contagious

I stared at her for a long time. Her too blonde hair, pulled back in a pony tail, black yoga pants, and t-shirt wouldn’t have usually made her stand out, but it was the beginning of February and she wasn’t wearing a coat. Maybe a friend had it? She shuffled in circles around the table…

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Losing Empathy

After a week of being sick, with what I would describe as shards of glass and tiny knives stuck in my tonsils, I informed my family that we would all be going to the clinic. None of us were getting any better and I was tired of drinking tea and eating soup. I missed tasting…