EMPTY ________________ Dear friend, Let’s talk about some heavy stuff today. I really need to get it out if I don’t.. I feel like I will loose myself in this depression. Its been 24 days now since I have been this way. I have been in and out of this depression funk for years now, [...]
Rid the stigma-we are warriors!! I celebrated 23 years of sobriety this past January and finished my final project for my Master’s degree last week. I am an A student by the grace of God, and I put my all into my work no matter what the task or requirement is. I reflect back to [...]
The contents of my yoga mat: 1 battered body 1 tormented mind Finally forced to acknowledge each others' presence. Struggling to keep the pace I confront my body's limitations. In asanas of repose Trauma seeps through the cracks of my resolve to be mindful. Om? PTSD thrives on avoidance But in this room there is [...]
I sit back in my room right now and think how can I be useful member of the society. Like many people would say it – get up and get going. It sounds so easy to just get up and start realizing your dreams. All you need is to take one step. But this is [...]
My daughter was born on my father's 51st birthday. As I lay in my hospital bed watching him cradle his first grandchild, I hoped and prayed that the baby would make a difference. At the same time, I knew not to expect a miracle. Just weeks before giving birth I had been in the emergency [...]
Bright and early one Monday morning my phone rang. I saw with shock that it was my dad, awake and calling before 7 a.m. Clearly something was wrong. "Could you stop by on the way to work?" he asked, sounding cheery. I sighed. I was already squeezing in a workout and still hoping to get [...]
My grandmother is one of the great loves of my life. It’s a child-like love that is reckless and without boundary. As a kid, I always knew that my grandmother – Nani - loved me. While I offered cuddles, Nani offered chores. I think of it as army-style affection. You know… The cold and commanding [...]
I have always had what I believed to be a normal life: childhood with ice-cream and delightful summers, good grades and compliments from my teachers, slightly risky teens with a few of stupid decisions (nothing too serious), confusing enter into my twenties and just as I turned 25 I started to wake up… Nothing extremely [...]
being radicalised is not a form of insanity by dm gillis Since the tragic events unfolded in Ottawa, everyone has become a psychiatrist, claiming that Michael Zehaf-Bibeau was everything from a whacko to deranged. But really, no one will ever know what his mental state was at the time of his horrible crime. At a press [...]
Take Your Meds by dm gillis FYI, telling a person who you know has a mental disability to ‘take your meds’ when you disagree with her or him, is bigotry. It’s also a cheap and lazy way to make your point in a conversation. It’s the same as calling them a psycho, a mental case, [...]
