The first time I drank, I got drunk. I was 15 and at a party with friends from school. I still remember the open case of Molson Export in front of me. I don’t remember where I was, who I was with, what the occasion was, or the season of the year. All I remember […]
I live with mental health challenges. That is not easy for a person to write. And I am not referring to difficulty due to a sense of pride or shame; rather, what I mean is that it is a difficult journey to come to know one has mental health challenges in the first place. Most […]
I believe my mental health journey began at around the same time in life when human children become self-conscious (4-5 years old). For it was during this period that I was hit by a car while riding my tricycle on the normally quiet residential street in front of my childhood home. My actual memory of […]
The Peace of Wild Things 