An Unintended Passenger

The table is set perfectly. Mom has taken her best china and silver from the hutch, and used the best paper napkins she could find but only because they have the cutest turkeys printed on them and they’re festive. They match the paper tablecloth, too. Aromas rise from the food, mixing to an orchestral crescendo … Continue reading An Unintended Passenger


Why I scroll past mental illness denial memes. (Thoughts on happiness as a state of being.)

That Asian-Looking Chick

Self-help has good intentions, but I think it’s gotten a little out of hand. I mean, I shouldn’t be, but I’m still kind of astonished when I scroll through social media and see that suddenly, everyone has become a life coach.

Wisdom wrapped up in little square boxes. I post memes, too, sometimes. The last one I posted said, “Reading can seriously damage your ignorance.” Most of the few I’ve posted have been fitness-related.

My pet peeve of the self-help meme universe is the genre I think of as “mental illness denial.” At the tired center of this genre, you get phrases like, “Happiness is a choice.” “Happiness is a choice, not a result.” “Today I choose to be happy.” “Happiness is not a feeling, but a choice.” And so on. I know that these are meant to serve as motivational, but I have a hard time with this category.

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Greta Thunberg: In Response to Lies and Hate, Let Me Make Some Things Clear About My Climate Strike

Vox Populi

If everyone listened to the scientists and the facts that I constantly refer to—then no one would have to listen to me or any of the other hundreds of thousands of school children on strike for the climate across the world. Then we could all go back to school.

“I am just a messenger, and yet I get all this hate,” writes Thunberg. “I am not saying anything new, I am just saying what scientists have repeatedly said for decades. And I agree with you, I’m too young to do this. We children shouldn’t have to do this. But since almost no one is doing anything, and our very future is at risk, we feel like we have to continue.” (Photo: @GretaThunberg)

Editor’s note: Originallypostedto Facebook, the following is a statement from 16-year-old Swedish climate activist Greta Thunberg as a response to circulating“rumors and lies” as well…

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Paramedics & PTSD: Suicide Talk

Walking In My Shoes

There’s been a lot of focus lately on the 9 recent police officer suicides here in Ontario – and my sympathies to my fellow first responders and former first responders who are struggling out there; these headlines are absolutely the hardest things to see when we’re holding on by the skin of our teeth, I really wish I could shelter you. When you’re holding on by a thread, the last thing you need is to repeatedly see that others are letting go “so easily”.

But these are the headlines recently, all in an effort to make those who don’t understand, see – see what I’m not sure. See that when life really super sucks some of us can’t hold on anymore?

You don’t have to be a first responder to do that, just take a look at the current rates of reported suicide in the general population – which by…

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Snout around door…….

The Bingergread Cottage

Poking my nose out of the door is sometimes the most difficult thing I can do, especially when I have had a scary experience and been hurt. A good example is a road where I was attacked as a child and down which I couldn’t walk for years. I would take a long detour to the shops to avoid the site.

Being Bipolar, often it is just too scary to try going out until I am back to my cheerful self. This is why I have been away from Facebook for a while. I am determined to come back as I have dear friends who are asking after me.

Unfortunately when I tried to get into my account, all the spiteful and unkind remarks popped up in the conversation box. I didn’t want to remember how horrible that person had been to me and no, I am not going to…

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Paramedics & PTSD: Oh? I had a bit of that once, I got over it…

I could have written this. It is everything I have experienced, only more than once I DID get out of the car and let my fear and panic, appearing to most as anger and rage, almost get me into very serious trouble.

Walking In My Shoes

I really hate ptsd. Had a pretty bad, very public panic attack yesterday that drew a small crowd. I thank God no one approached or called 911, they just stared at me hyperventilating and screaming in the car. For ten whole minutes at least four random people stopped and stared at me!

When I was finally able to slow my breathing down I overheard one woman on her phone (talking the whole time she was staring) say, “Yeah, having a total panic attack, remember how *muffled*…yeah, no she looks better now..*laughs*” So glad it was entertaining for you all.

I haven’t been triggered that bad in a long time. The residual numbness and brain fog lasted over an hour. I barely slept last night, still jumpy, my muscles are still tightened, my brain still feels threatened.

All because some random idiot Dr decided it was his place to come over…

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Rix Rocket, The Rescue Dog

Anyone with post-traumatic stress disorder knows in both an intellectually abstract and a very tangible real-world way what its effects are. We know their fancy clinical names and, more intimately, the way they affect us personally, our bodies, our sense of self-worth and well-being, and the lives of those closest to us. Cool your boots, … Continue reading Rix Rocket, The Rescue Dog