Sometimes I bottle all my emotions up and they just get stuck inside and I’m only ever angry at myself.... but please don’t tell anyone. Everyone thinks I’m handling everything okay so I don’t want them to know.” I wrote this in an email to my friend at 10 years old. For as long as I can remember I had tried to be “perfect” incorrectly assuming ...

For as long as I can remember, I have been weighed down by insecurities and self-doubt. This stemmed from having an over-achieving family who, completely unintentionally, set some pretty high bars for me as a child. Me, not being the most academically inclined student, took this particularly hard with the return of every test and report card, co...

Well here goes nothing... Growing up I was an outgoing child, a wild one many would say. I was silly, full of life, always ready to party, brought smiles and laughter to everyone around me. I was the one that commanded attention no matter the room I walked in. I shared a home with my parents, and my older brother (Michael). My childhood from ...

The first time I was exposed to a counsellor or social worker was when I was 16 and in the hospital recovering from a very serious car accident. It was a head on collision on the highway and resulted in the passing of two individuals. While recovering in the hospital with a myriad of injuries, I developed a blood clot and pneumonia. That was the...