Author: Lindsay Dianne

Something happened to me around the middle of November. After years and years of suffering it was like a switch was flipped in my brain. I kind of feel like, having been through it and now being on the other side, there was nothing that I could have done that could have forced me to…

He started trying out new words in a whisper, as though he was shy about getting them wrong. Slowly at first but then faster, he was adding words to his vocabulary. Suddenly he started trying out stuff that was a little more complicated. Today he was confidently chattering away with more words than he’s ever…

I remember having a conversation with someone close to me a few years ago. It was when I had first started taking sociology classes and I was really thinking about the systems in place verses the ones that I believe in. This person was definitely of a different generation than I am and the conversation…

Let’s talk about the cops for a sec, shall we? More specifically let’s chat about the Vancouver Police Department specifically. These guys have been left unchecked for too long and the poorest neighbourhood in Canada is finding out what that can do to a police force. Now before we get too far into this I…

My three year old son is autistic. He was diagnosed in March at a private clinic. A doctor and a team member sat with him for a couple of hours and, using a play-based model they assessed him by looking at three specific things. They looked at his speech, or rather lack of speech as…

At fifteen years old, my daughter is facing all the normal growth and growing pains that come with adolescence. It took me a while, but I’ve finally come to terms with my role through this stage of her life. I guess you could say that I’ve grown into it. Let me start by saying this:…

Believe it or not, I was a pretty sheltered kid. My mom taped stuff off the television without commercials and she taped over the parts that were likely to scare me. I wasn’t allowed to watch things like The Simpsons or Married with Children because the characters might influence me towards bad behaviour. I remember…

Sometimes the things we try to do go off swimmingly. It’s like we’re exactly where we’re meant to be, you know? Picture this, right? You’re getting ready to head to an event and the first outfit you choose out of your closet fits well and looks great. You feel like a million bucks. Your keys…

The rain is pelting my windshield with the same velocity that the thoughts in my head are bouncing off one another. I woke up today believing it was a new day. I woke up believing that the world was shiny and forgiving. I woke up today and told myself that it was my first day…

I spend a lot of time thinking. It’s nearly constant. When I speak of this to my mental health team they often tell me to get out of here *taps head* and get into here *gestures to heart*. If I’m being honest I don’t really know what that means or how to implement it. I…