CW: This post includes discussions of suicidal ideation and self-harm. On Sunday I celebrated my twenty-fifth birthday. But the weeks leading up to my birthday were difficult for me. The truth is, I wasn’t always sure that I’d make it this far. […]
Welcome to True Crime Tuesday! This is a monthly series for the first Tuesday of the month where I write about different things true crime and horror…… Read more “Why I Love True Crime”
Last month I attended a psychiatrist appointment as part of the process to access accommodations both through ODSP and through my university accessibility office. This was my…… Read more “An E-mail To The Social Worker Who Recommended I Needed Yoga”
CW: description of sexual assault, internalized victim-blaming, rape culture Today my news feed was filled with Me too. I’ve scrolled past it from countless friends and acquaintances.…… Read more “Me Too: What Happened At the Con”
CW: detailed description of public harassment by a visibly mentally ill person, racism, ableism, sanism, police violence Yesterday I woke up deep in a depressive episode. I…… Read more “When Performing Whiteness Still Can’t Keep You Safe”
Today is Father’s Day. It’s a day in which we are supposed to appreciate and celebrate fathers. But not everyone has a father, and not everyone has…… Read more “No, I Don’t Want to Hear How Great Your Dad Is, Thanks”
Trigger Warnings: This post deals with family death, mental illness, misogyny, and racism. It’s been nearly two months now. I woke up to a phone call from…… Read more “Missed Chances: Dealing with Death from Afar”
I have a short story in a paper zine form on display at the Our Future Is Queer exhibit. Due to financial reasons, I wasn’t able to print off enough of these zines to allow for visitors to keep. Since the short story has such limited access, I’ve decided to make a digital version available for free.
I have an eating disorder. I doubt I’d be medically wrong if I called myself anorexic. But this isn’t something that came from body image issues. I loved my body. I don’t know who I am anymore when I look in the mirror.
I was in an uncomfortable situation a few weeks ago, and every time I think about it, all of these hurt and upset feelings come up. I…… Read more “Who Gets To Police Language?”