It's been eighteen years since the world was changed on that fateful September day. I remember, like a lot of people, exactly where I was when I heard the news that international terrorism had hit the shores of NorthAmerica. I remember turning on the television minutes before the news showed the second plane hitting the … Continue reading I remember 9/11
Lynn and I went out into the back country a few days ago, and along our travels we found this old church. The church is called Notre Dam de Savoie, north of Halkirk. Notre Dame de Savoie Church, north of Halkirk. Kevin J Sabo photo. Being a sucker for history, I had to stop and … Continue reading The old country church
People have good days and bad days. For me, yesterday was definitely the later. Yesterday was a low energy, low mood kind of day. I'm frustrated. I took the trip to Calgary to rest and recover and try and gain some balance with my mental health. The trip was supposed to recharge and refresh me, … Continue reading Clean slate
I can be very all or nothing. I've been that way with many things in my life. Work. Relationships. Fitness. The biggest problem I had would be having the motivation for any of the above fall away after a short time. For instance, with the fitness, I would set lofty and in hindsight often unobtainable … Continue reading We are the sum of our parts.
I don't experience emotion the way most people do. As someone who lives with Borderline Personality Disorder, a serious and often very stigmatized illness, my emotional thermostat is permanently unsettled, and the range of emotions I feel is a lot broader than most. I feel highs and lows at the extremes, without much middle ground. … Continue reading My emotional spectrum
I've been feeling the grind this week, while Lynn has been away. Between looking after the store, the house, and my other commitments my fatigue level is definitely climbing. It's been a good week though. I've gotten a bunch of yard work done so the back yard is looking good for when Lynn gets home, … Continue reading The past hurts
After I left the ambulance in the fall of 2013, I was in a tailspin. I ended up in hospital for two separate admissions approaching six weeks in length, under the same doctor, who was also my treating doctor in the community. Through this point he still refused to give me a diagnosis of Post … Continue reading Content Warning; My story next steps and suicide attempt