I have no problem being a buzz-kill when the buzz harms me or others. I am important and so are my values, and I will prioritize them because that’s the person I want to be.
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CBC Nonfiction Prize Shortlist – “The Long Driveway
We don’t even trick-or-treat on this road because there aren’t enough neighbours. Instead, we drive 20 minutes into town and go in someone else’s neighbourhood, where the houses are close enough together that we can walk. We have to leave this house to feel joy.
She Speaks: Justice begins with a word
What does it do to a community or a group of people to see their loved one treated so inhumanely, to see themselves and their culture systematically destroyed?
Well, it’s not like I was using it
I’m up and ambulating twice that night. Kai brings all the nurses coffee because she’s amazing, and I notice they are very nice to me indeed! Well, except one nurse who got fed up with my tape, kept adding more and more, and eventually just wrapped me right up and told me to stop moving…
Ovary-Achiever Part 5 – Damn, Still Cancer
The next day saw us move between the couch and the bed all day as we ate leftovers and finished the movie from the night before and watched two more. By 6pm, we were finally caught up!
Ovary-Achiever – Part 4 (Plot twist – it’s cancer)
But even this is so interesting. To her understanding, the doctor would normally biopsy the external of the ovarian cyst, which means that if the surgery had gone perfectly to plan, they wouldn’t have found the cancer, which was precisely contained within the ovarian cyst without any external evidence. So I’m extremely luck the cyst burst and had to be removed, otherwise I would have had ovarian cancer but no one would have known, which would not have had a good prognosis.
sistersXcanada – Day 7 – Elk Island National Park, Alberta
And as someone who experienced sexual abuse as a child from my mom’s boyfriend, which my dad knows about, I felt completely betrayed. I don’t know that we’ve to this day completely integrated this information. I know I would have wanted someone my age with my skills to say something to my abuser about what he did to me, so I needed to confront it. The whole issue sickens me. This entire day I remember so clearly because of that knowledge coming to the forefront.
She Speaks: At last women are done being silent
Listen, things aren’t getting worse. They’re just getting louder. And so the attempts to drown out the truth increase in volume as well. We all get to decide who we hear, and who we don’t. No one is saying it’s easy. But for me, at least, it’s simple.
Blog: The Swimmer
This is a photo of me only minutes before something tragic and difficult to comprehend occurred before my eyes. My girlfriend Kai and I were at the beaches in Toronto, by the old waterworks building. It was a chilly day with massive waves on Lake Ontario. The water was clouded and choppy. Some of theContinue reading “Blog: The Swimmer”
