I’m sorry for the rudeness of others, it is amazing the lack of empathy have for those with sensory/processing issues and the people who help manage the world for those people.

My mom would have cleanup deadlines and any mess would be fully confiscated. Then, we could “buy back” what we wanted by doing chores. Anything that was confiscated and not wanted back she would get rid of.

NOPE. The last residential school was closed in 1996. So then half of millennial (depending on the definition used) were born with at least one residential school open.

I can’t wait for Canada 150 to be over. I hate it with every fibre of my being. My cousins are members of a First Nation (one of whom is a fairly well known author and journalist) and so I have more exposure to Indigenous media/thinkers/content than the average white Canadian. Between getting some amazing content…

I have relatives who are members of a First Nation in Ontario and I have to confess the Canada 150 thing is a big fat fart for me.

My nephew is almost 2 and this is my idea of an awesome day off!

Total cry. I’m a camp director and I’m counting down the days till I see my “kids” because helping and watching young people realize their strength and power (like I just saw in that trailer) is nothing short of magic.

I’m plus sized and the only place in my hometown for me to get clothes is Walmart or Mark’s Work Warehouse (if they have a full size run, which often they don’t). The one ladies “boutique” in town and the outdoors store that sells clothes don’t fit me. If I need a new camisole, it’s Walmart or a 1hr+ trip to Barrie…

We had a kid at camp and the only way to get him to chill at rest hour was that song, on repeat. I passed through all the stages of grief and have accepted it, it is possible.

Woah Nelly came out just as I was in high school and had just moved “home” to Canada from the US where I had lived since I was 18 months old. That album was on constant repeat in my car!

I’m 32 and have not had penetrative sex with a partner but I still get gyno exams because there have been all sorts of things (mostly diva cups) up my vagina for more than a decade now. Also, cancer doesn’t give a shit if you are a virgin or not.

It’s these small, human stories that we need to make more visible. Because the people being kept out are just like you and me, but their lives cross international borders, rather than state lines.

When I read this I had an image of my family as a child, my mom, dad an I on green cards, (from Canada, so not on the list, yet, so not the same), and my sister who was born in the US, trying to fly home to Texas from my grandfather’s funeral in Ottawa to be told that my 10 yo sister was legally entitled to go into…

This is what gets me, the families and the green cards. I grew up a on a green card, from Canada that we got because my dad had a really good job and made lots of money (which means not the same thing as these families, except for our legal status being the same). I never felt insecure that I wasn’t going to be…

I run a summer camp and the number of people who don’t even look at our website to see who we serve and what activities we do make me crazy.

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I know how much of my eating is because of boredom because in the summer I work as a camp director and am on my feet all day (from about 7am to 11pm) and I eat just enough to keep my body going because I’m too busy to realize how hungry I am (and it’s camp food which while decent for camp food is not what I eat at…

I’ve found that for me, an intention is better than a resolution. By giving myself a short mantra (last year was Want & Action, this year is So Let’s Go) it’s easy for me to remember and I can apply it to all sorts of different area through the year as they arise.

I just watched a 1hr and 15 min youtube video with outtakes from Seasons 1-3. Thank you for helping me make good life choices.

Strong Agree!