For the past eight months, I have thought about death every single day. My mind would get stuck thinking about...
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Rebecca works in the Social Service field with people recovering from brain injuries. In her spare time she enjoys baking, painting, sculpting and writing. She is an advocate for human rights and is specifically passionate about issues surrounding accessibility and visibility in marginalized groups.
When I was 16 years old, I began working as a banquet server in a beautiful old building. The surrounding...
I woke up the other morning to an alert on my phone. According to my app, today is Day 57 without...
The first time I read a book by Heather O’Neill, I had stopped in a tiny book shop somewhere along...
As I write this, I am sitting by a lake next to my mother. My Mom is in her fold-up...
Whenever I write about anxiety or insecurities, it’s always a toss-up about what the focus should be. Since these things...
One Thousand Snowflakes The air is chilled and I have forgotten my mittensbut I will not reach for your handCatching...
Today, I was stressed. I was running late for a job fair because my printer was jammed, and I needed...
In late July, I experienced my first concussion. It took me five days to realize this. I’d hit my head,...
The Tin Can Man The small boy became so good at catchinghe could have been a probecause of all the...
Farmer’s Daughter The farmer’s wife watches patientlyraising her pinkie while sipping teaas the farmer’s ashes pour over me,a stone marking...
Dealing with depression from a young age has left me with a lot of baggage to unpack and a lot...
I filled my watering can with holy waterAnd used it to water my lawnSo the grass would finally be greenerOn...
All the Places I Haven’t Found God A lady at AA says she found God under a bridge Just below...
For years now, I have wanted to go to the Toronto Pride Parade. My only hesitation was that I did...
In a few days, I will be celebrating my sixth month of not smoking. I have tried to quit in...
Butterfly You are the butterfly That fluttered through my dreamsSo many nights agoHovering near me for only a second Before...
As another Mother’s Day passes, I am once again left reflecting on the things that make my mother unique, the...
As the summer months approach, the weather is finally becoming nicer and it seems like summer might actually come. I...
Today, while cleaning out my room, I found my old file folder. Inside, I stored all of my important papers...
Marie Kondo is the author of the book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and...
The first time I’d ever heard the term mindfulness, I was participating in a trial group at a local hospital....
