I used to lose myself in one particular relationship. This weekend, I didn’t. What changed wasn’t the other person. It was my ability to hold a boundary without explaining it.

Why this panel conversation matters to me, what men often carry in silence, and what becomes possible when honesty is met with safety and structure.

A meme of a U-Haul hauling U-Hauls sent me back to my early twenties, driving across Southern Alberta. What I didn’t realize then was that this job quietly planted my lifelong need for freedom.

A one-star review shouldn’t have landed the way it did. But past disruption has a way of tuning the nervous system to scan for threat. This is a reflection on stewardship, vigilance, and the quiet work of choosing not to react.

Early sobriety can make everything feel urgent, including big life decisions. This post is a reminder to pause, stabilize, and let clarity arrive before you reinvent your life.

A good email can lift my whole mood, even when my bank account has not changed. This is a look at why I tie worth to money, and a plan to untangle it.

Sometimes the most healing thing you can do is stop. On a snowy Sunday under a Polar Vortex, I let myself rest, read, and give my nervous system a break from the noise.

This is a reflection on how recovery saved my life, and how healing began when survival was no longer the goal.