I haven’t had a vacation I’ve not had a real vacation since before 2019. In fact, my last real vacation was my aborted attempt at a solo trip to Mazatlan. It didn’t end particularly well. There was a weekend up to Salmon Arm with my friendly acquaintances in the summer of 2022, although my memories of that one are tainted by my discovery that I … Continue reading Weekday getaways with a side of anxiety – an off-the-cuff joint.
Whoever said bad things come in threes was probably someone who was lucky. In my experience, when one stumbles across bad luck, it keeps piling on until fate gets bored and takes amusement elsewhere… Continue reading Not quite triggered, an off-the-cuff joint.
Conservative men My father is confrontational. He can’t help it. Sometimes, it’s fun. I don’t mind a debate, and we disagree about much, so topics abound. However, he started listening to conservative radio about fifteen years ago: the change to his personality in certain areas has been disheartening. So, there are now topics I would prefer we didn’t discuss. He has a hard time with … Continue reading Jordan Peterson and the Fruit of the Poisonous Tree
When I split from my son’s father, the lawyer gave me a piece of advice. Not unsolicited – I’d asked him how long it would take before I felt better. He told me that in his experience. it took about half the time of the relationship to pass before people felt fully disconnected from it. This didn’t mean that I didn’t move on. But damned … Continue reading If mental illness was like a broken leg, people would help.
From Famine to Feast. 