Teenager me did whatever the fuck she wanted. She rollerbladed around her neighbourhood at night in her bra and underwear, just because she damn well could. She dared herself to run all the way to the high school and back while naked and wearing only rubber boots, laughing and shrieking. Teenage me was fucking alive.
I have treatment resistant depression. I’m aware of all the problems with labels and the flaws in the diagnostic system, but for my purposes today I’m using this designation as a place holder, a short […]
The first question. What does it mean to be poor? The government defines poverty with a number and this number comes from the norms of a given society. Here in British Columbia, the LICO (low-income […]
“Struggling to make ends meet is wearing me down”, I recently told a close friend. I told him I craved security, that I wanted to loosen the god damn stranglehold of student loans, credit card […]
The Greek myth of Iphigenia is a story of fatal blunder, revenge and sacrifice. It is the mythological equivalent of the double bind. In this myth, Agamemnon offends the goddess Artemis by slaying a sacred […]
On a dreary November Saturday I’m lying in bed, watching Bojack Horseman on Netflix. I’m lying on my side embracing a human-sized pillow and tousling a pug’s tail. Life’s not bad. Maybe it is the […]
Allegations, accusations, disclosures, confessions, denials, court transcripts, police reports, whisper networks, public statements, purges, pulled movies, cancelled shows, stone cold silence, people taking to Twitter, people taking Twitter hiatuses. We are being splattered daily with […]
For the heart, life is simple: it beats for as long as it can. Then it stops. This is the first sentence of the first book of Karl Ove Knausgaard’s six-book series My Struggle. The first […]
I love you Karl Ove Knausgaard. Really, this is not at all surprising, nor is it original, as the Norwegian author’s six-tome 3,600 page series titled ‘My Struggle’ has sold millions of copies worldwide. It […]
Back when we were young, my siblings and I used to play a game called ‘torture’. Sounds fun, right? Being the oldest of the brood, you can imagine what role I got to play. With […]