Gun world
Is it possible to feel grief and survivor’s guilt after a mass shooting that didn’t occur?
by Jess Keefe
Stories of change
Insightful and poetic first-person accounts of turning points and transformations
Sweetness and light
After years of subsisting on protein bars and iceberg lettuce, berry-picking brought me home to my body
by Jamie Cattanach
Dangerous things
Like the red-eyed tree frog tadpoles, my son and I fell into a new beginning
by Heather Swan
A sister who wasn’t ours
We were her foster family for two and a half years. We had no claim to her, but she became part of us
by Kelsey Day
The last blackout
Getting sober meant facing myself without the fog, and finding new ways to be gentle inside
by Michael Thomas Kincella
Feral knowledge
I wrote a book about dogs as pets. But I truly understood them only after I was bitten by a street dog
by Margret Grebowicz
Lab at the edge of the world
When my daughter was bullied, I decided to homeschool her. A chain reaction ensued
by Lea Page
Confessions of a teenage fundamentalist
My world was dark and scary. But beautiful things crept in, and threats of hell just couldn’t compete
by Liz Boltz Ranfeld
How I became a psychoanalyst by losing my keys
What are we really doing when we sit in a room with our patients and exchange some words?
by Jordan Osserman
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Lab at the edge of the world
When my daughter was bullied, I decided to homeschool her. A chain reaction ensued
by Lea Page
Discarded
The end of a friendship cracked me apart, triggering hidden memories – and helping me heal old wounds
by Antonia Malchik
A sister who wasn’t ours
We were her foster family for two and a half years. We had no claim to her, but she became part of us
by Kelsey Day
Love, shame and 325 bags of trash
In my mother’s hoarding house, I found something I wanted to keep
by Deborah Derrickson Kossmann
Confessions of a teenage fundamentalist
My world was dark and scary. But beautiful things crept in, and threats of hell just couldn’t compete
by Liz Boltz Ranfeld
A life-saving boredom
For years, I sought to escape my own mind. Once I became fascinated by it, getting high lost its allure
by Rafael Frumkin
The last blackout
Getting sober meant facing myself without the fog, and finding new ways to be gentle inside
by Michael Thomas Kincella
Feral knowledge
I wrote a book about dogs as pets. But I truly understood them only after I was bitten by a street dog
by Margret Grebowicz
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When my daughter was bullied, I decided to homeschool her. A chain reaction ensued
by Lea Page
Discarded
The end of a friendship cracked me apart, triggering hidden memories – and helping me heal old wounds
by Antonia Malchik
A sister who wasn’t ours
We were her foster family for two and a half years. We had no claim to her, but she became part of us
by Kelsey Day
Through Zuri’s eyes
She was a young gorilla, sitting alone in the Calgary Zoo. Once our eyes locked, I was in for a life-long connection
by Keriann McGoogan
Fieldnotes from my father’s funeral
I’d reported on earthquakes, murders and suicide attacks. I was still unprepared to watch my dad die
by Salman Masood
A life-saving boredom
For years, I sought to escape my own mind. Once I became fascinated by it, getting high lost its allure
by Rafael Frumkin
Exposure
Wracked with unknown fear, I’d never been able to sleep through the night. Then I went scuba diving
by Lindsay Lee Wallace
Girl in the water
I’d saved someone from drowning. Had I done the right thing?
by James McConnachie
Love, shame and 325 bags of trash
In my mother’s hoarding house, I found something I wanted to keep
by Deborah Derrickson Kossmann
Discarded
The end of a friendship cracked me apart, triggering hidden memories – and helping me heal old wounds
by Antonia Malchik
The loving tongue
In Spanish, I wasn’t the clumsy son of the town amputee. Learning the language catalysed my reinvention
by Timothy Hampton