“I’ve come to know the experience of assembling and synthesizing an emotional bunker in order to persevere and survive a period of acute anxiety and depression. A fight or flight response to physical and mental exhaustion, it’s a process that brought me shame, frustration, resilience, and rest. It’s a process that confused me, and it’s a process I’d like to talk about.“Read More
“It's time that we came to accept that we will act 'selfishly' and start to become more accountable to the values that inform that selfishness.”Read More
“When you divulge something so painfully vulnerable about yourself – finally straying off the beaten path of small talk and gossip – to find that it never comes up again, it feels like your words are dust.”Read More
“Something permanent happened the first time I felt my body had betrayed me. The delicate string connecting my mind and body was snipped in thin air and I have been sitting cross-legged, trying to untangle its knots, ever since.“Read More
“I just wrapped up my second year attending Pride Toronto, and it was as filled with emotion and energy as I remembered it being last year.
The streets were overflowed with people celebrating, dressed in everything from the most elaborately crafted costumes, to wearing no clothing whatsoever.”Read More
“Some days, I look in the mirror and hate my body. Hate my wide hips, my narrow shoulders, my short stature, and my baby face. I wonder how I can leave the house looking like this. I wonder how people can accept me when I can’t even accept myself. Those days are the days I will forever be grateful to have the support system I do.”Read More