Suicide: When Reaching Out Isn’t Enough
August 12, 2014 | 31 Comments
Potential triggers with talk of depression and suicide.
My friend Shauna took her own life this week. Another friend, Stacey, texted me from the funeral with this plea: “Please make me a promise if life gets hard or you need to talk, you always call. We can’t go through this again.”
And then came the news of Robin Williams.
All I Can Do Is Show Up
July 31, 2014 | 3 Comments
What is it about taking up space that makes us feel sheepish?
An Open Letter To Anyone Wondering WTF
July 22, 2014 | 4 Comments
Two days ago, an essay I wrote about my experience with family estrangement was published on xoJane.
I Have Tourette Syndrome (Guest Post)
June 10, 2014 | 36 Comments
In honour of Tourette Syndrome Awareness Month, my beautiful friend Annelie chose Truthfully to share her experience of being diagnosed with Tourette’s almost a year ago at age 38. Celebrate her courage and vulnerability with me. I love you and I’m crazy proud of you, my sweet friend.
G Day: Sisterhood, Celebration and Power
May 9, 2014 | 1 Comment
I’m fairly certain my family didn’t teach me that masturbation is wrong, because I remember being six years old (maybe?) when my mom caught me under the coffee table in the living room exploring myself.
All she said was, “Shannon, that’s something we do in private.” I’m guessing my self-love shame started around the same time church entered my life. The negative messages I received about masturbation were packed with shame and followed me into adulthood. continue reading… G Day: Sisterhood, Celebration and Power
Oh Hai Fear. I’ll Be Over Here Writing Anyway.
May 2, 2014 | 22 Comments
“If you wait for inspiration to write, you’re a waiter not a writer.”
That ditty was in my Twitter feed this morning. I tweaked the original, and I think my version flows better. Take THAT, Dan Poynter.
I’ve had this tape playing in my head for the last few months and I can’t find the off switch. I’m starting to realize there is no off switch for fear. Fear is one of my permanent passengers. And while that might not ever stop being hard, it’ll be a hell of a lot easier when I stop letting it drive. So, this is me thanking fear, sending it back to its passenger seat, and taking back the wheel.
I’ll Remember You When I Have An IMDB Profile Page (Maybe)
April 10, 2014 | 2 Comments
I applied to a two-year acting program with the following essay. They called me today to pick up an audition script tomorrow, so they must not have hated it.
Rejecting “Sensible” Routes
I’ve always been too afraid to admit with any seriousness that I’m drawn to acting. When I imagine saying it out loud, I picture it going over with equal impact as, “Some day I’d like to ride unicorns!” But I’m tired of being afraid. Tired of letting fear steer my life.
Ponies are the Answer for Kids With Needle Phobias
January 29, 2014 | 1 Comment
I haven’t been updating partly because having a domain makes me feel like every entry needs to be A Thing About A Thing. I don’t have many Things to say.
Sometimes I just want to ramble on for the purpose of documenting my life in the presence of my fallible memory.
So here you have it:
DivaCup Prize Pack Giveaway
October 31, 2013 | 155 Comments
*This giveaway is now closed.*
It was love at first insert. Okay, that’s not the complete truth—there was definitely an adjustment period (badum bum). But, as with any good relationship, it was worth taking the time to find out if we were a good match. Seven years and two DivaCups later, the only thing I’d change is hopping on the Diva train much sooner.
Blissdom 2013: Be the Kindness
October 25, 2013 | 31 Comments
“Your job for the next two days is to be kind.” And whoosh went my heart!
Those were Jennifer Powell’s instructions to the Blissdom Community Leaders at the pre-conference meeting. Blissdom has been my heart conference since attending last year, and when I heard those words, I remembered why.
Speaking at Dare Conference on Courage and Vulnerability
October 13, 2013 | 2 Comments
A year ago I was in a low down place. I believed I was failing at everything and openly talked about it here. I was on the brink of leaving my nine-year teaching career to start a business. A friend shared with Steve that blogging about my stuff maybe wasn’t so great for client relations.
FYI: (if you’re a teenage girl being slut-shamed by Mrs. Hall)
September 5, 2013 | 24 Comments
I broke the cardinal rule and read the comments. This is how I know your teachers and moms in favour of Mrs. Hall’s letter are making it part of family discussions and lessons on digital citizenship.
5 things you don’t know about me
September 4, 2013 | 23 Comments
Finding five unknown things about an over-sharer is no easy task.
solidarity really is for white women and i want to be part of changing that
August 30, 2013 | 10 Comments
I’m embarrassed to admit that I’d never considered my privilege as a white person until about two years ago. Sure, I was aware of racism, but I didn’t stop to connect it to me and the colour of my skin. I didn’t take stock of all the ways I was benefiting from being white:
“As a white person, I realized I had been taught about racism as something which puts others at a disadvantage, but had been taught not to see one of its corollary aspects, white privilege which puts me at an advantage.” —Peggy McIntosh
the asshole dynamic: judge much?
July 23, 2013 | 9 Comments
People who don’t have time to volunteer. EYE ROLL.
People who buy their kids luxury cars. EYE ROLL.
People with purse dogs. EYE ROLL.
People who drive gas-guzzling Hummers. EYE ROLL.
People who are famous and name their newborn after a cardinal direction. EYE ROLL.
People who make us feel like shit. THROAT PUNCH.
We’re better than all those assholes, amirite?
i feel judged because i judge
July 15, 2013 | 16 Comments
I used to think you were judgemental and I wasn’t.
things to do in vancouver
June 15, 2013 | 15 Comments
Metro-Vancouver is an oasis of things to do. Google your heart out and you’ll find the typical touristy suggestions. And they’ll all be fantastic. For reals. But when I travel, I wanna know what the locals do. This gives me better insight into a place. So, here’s my short list of things this local loves—an insider’s look, if you will.
when your mom leaves you on the side of the highway with a bleeding pig
May 30, 2013 | 21 Comments
I was shivering against a farmer’s barbed-wire fence, away from the highway traffic when an older couple pulled over.
The woman rolled down the passenger-side window and asked if I needed a ride with the same tone one might use to ask someone naked if she needed pants.
grieving my loss of faith
May 29, 2013 | 39 Comments
I need space to be angry.