You are up past midnight again, laptop open to fourteen tabs: a course on starting a business, a job posting you are not sure you are qualified for, an old draft of a letter you never sent. Something in you
You are standing in the grocery store, doing the math in your head again. The peppers cost more than last month. The rice you buy in bulk has gone up. The brand of chips your kids love disappeared from the
You have been thinking about finding a therapist. Maybe for a while. But the question that keeps surfacing is: will this person actually understand me? Not just understand the presenting issue. Understand the context. The specific weight of growing up
When someone passes away back home, the people who love them surround them. Someone bathes the body with care, someone stays through the night, and someone knows the prayers, and when to say them. That knowledge did not come from
You are sitting at someone’s kitchen table. The food is good. The conversation moves easily between languages. Someone laughs at something that only makes sense if you grew up in a particular place, with a particular history, and everyone at
You’re taking care into your hands and booked the appointment with a new allied professional. It’s an investment and that can be daunting, perhaps you are feeling a bit of guilt because you know no one else in your family
You walk into a store and something shifts in your body before your mind catches up. A subtle alertness. An awareness of who is watching, where the exits are, how much space you are taking up. You might have learned
There is a moment in every significant transition where the ordinary support systems fall short. Your partner is doing their best but they are also scared. Your family loves you but they do not know what to do. The medical
The sky over the city is that pretty reddish-orange again – but half a second after feeling awe for the sky’s colour you remember that this is due to terrible fires across the province. You check the wildfire app on
You are scrolling through Instagram looking for a therapist. You type in a search, click through some accounts, and something almost clicks. There are more BIPOC faces than there were a few years ago. The aesthetic is warmer. The language