There’s a question I didn’t hear asked about the Ghomeshi case. Maybe I wasn’t paying enough attention (I was paying a lot of attention), or maybe everyone else just knew the answer and didn’t think it was a big deal. Maybe you have to be facing a court case to obsess about it the way… Continue reading The Right to Remain Silent
It happens slowly and with setbacks, but it happens. One day you’re curled up on the floor with snot running down your knees, crying so hard you think you’re probably liquefying your entire brain, trying to hold a conversation with your boyfriend through the ooze that is your face…and the next you realize you can’t… Continue reading When Things Get Better
An Open Letter to An Amalgamation of Friends: It’s been a while since we talked. You’re busy and I’m busy and I’m not a bundle of joy these days. “I’d love to catch up,” we say whenever we pass each other, but it never seems to happen. As you may or may not know, it’s… Continue reading Accepting the Unacceptable
From ‘The Red Tree’ by Shaun Tan Have you ever played Hearts? It’s a card game. For our purposes, the important part is this: every card in the heart suit is worth points, and (just like… Continue reading Shooting the Moon is No Fun (Nobody Wants to See Your Bum)
There’s a question people keep asking about the Ghomeshi trial, and I was up most of last night trying to think of how to answer it. I finally shut my brain off by picturing, in as much detail as possible, a solid wall of packed dirt in the dark above me. I spent the rest… Continue reading Fools and Liars: In Which I Tell the Truth
Ways to celebrate International Women’s Day: Concoct a potion of lavender and the shattered glass of ceilings your friends and foremothers smashed through, drink it down and digest it because of your rock solid gut. Get yourself a grass-fed, hormone-free steak from a local farmer and feast of the insecurities of the patriarchy. Buy yourself… Continue reading Happy International Women’s Day
When I first stepped towards the light… That is when I first took a massive, shuddering step out of the bog of remorse and self-hatred, I lay in bed for hours. It was a Monday. I missed school that morning. I missed school that morning and I took a massive, shuddering step out of the… Continue reading Because Love.