a few days ago, i posted about the six word story contest at middlezonemusings. the only stipulation was that the submissions were to be g-rated. i thought it was a great meme/game and tagged a few blogger friends, among others jay sennett. jay, a transgendered person, crafted this insightful phrase: no breasts. complete hysterectomy. gender:… Continue reading six-word stories, part 2: queer discrimination
vote for mental health! what mental health issue needs to go on the government’s agenda? if you have opinions about that – and i hope you do – and if you’re canadian, you can now participate in an e-consultation put up by health canada. the questions are do we need a mental health commission? what… Continue reading vote for mental health
fifteen really short stories that have crossed my path in fifteen years of counselling: depressed, manic. manic, depressed. depressed, manic. marry you? you gotta be kidding. have anxiety, will not travel. help! too thin. better eat. that’s hard. “can’t think straight.” “relax.” “oh, wow!” booze, cocaine and
well, almost free. if you submit a comment in the next week or so, you may win a free lunch. you see, i love statistics. i love to see numbers grow and change and make a potpourri of interesting patterns. and if you contribute to this obsession, you may get a free lunch.
how do you heal the emotional aftermath of cancer treatment? how do we deal with the ups and downs of our personal journeys? what does external clutter tell us about the chaos in our minds? these are just a few of the questions posed in this week’s edition of the carnival of healing, a readers… Continue reading carnival of healing #68
thanks to changeeverything, i feel inspired to bring my environmental consciousness a little more up to date. i dug around in the environmental column i used to write for the the review, a small vancouver newspaper, from about 1988-1991 and found an article that seems just as fresh today as in april of 1990. (it… Continue reading our bodies, our environment
should ashley, who may never develop mentally beyond a 3-month-old, grow up physically to be a woman, fully capable of bearing children? you know what, i really don’t know. i can’t even begin to imagine what it’s like to be ashley or her parents. for the parents – is it like living
i have lived on the bipolar continuum at least since my early 20s, though it didn’t dawn on me until quite a bit later. when it finally dawned on me, my first reaction was to laugh at myself: why wouldn’t i be living with a mood disorder, seeing that many of my relatives had struggled… Continue reading the stigma of mental illness