I have multiple mental illnesses. I have for most of my life, and I will for most of my life. I talk a bit about it. I talk about the warm and fuzzy parts, the kind of things you see on made-for-TV movies. I talk about the parts of my struggles that I have overcome. But what I leave out is the pain I still feel. The agonizing compulsions, the terrifying thoughts. If I spoke the truth, I wouldn't be considered the ~resilient~ woman anymore. It's a lonely life when everyone thinks you're this strong person who has overcome adversity and is now on the other side, but in reality you're probably worse off than before. And when I try to reach out, I'm met with words like "I thought you were better" or, "you're strong, you'll be fine". I'm sad and I'm hurting and I've built up this act for so long and now I feel like some sick and torturous version of the boy who cried wolf. But I cried health. There is no one in my life who cares enough to read between the lines. It's a lonely existence. —Happy, but not really and I want you to know

Begesus Murphy! You are backing off on your promise to resettle tens of thousands refugees in 2 months. And, whatt is your reason? It looks like your idea was so poorly thought out that the mere act of transportation is a challenge. Oh good lord! I tink wheed just elected a guberment that throws away pronises as fast as a high school kid that gets elected to student clowncil. —is that Bob Rae whispering in your ear?

You were on a north Dartmouth street, talking to a woman in a minivan and you had two dogs in tow. One was a small breed and the other a Greyhound. That poor animal was shivering and I found it chilly with my coat, sweater and t-shirt. Greyhounds, as you are supposed to know, get cold very easy as they have very little fur. How did you ever pass as a good candidate? Put a sweater on that dog before it gets sick, you moron. —Poor Pooch

I get that YOU have issues. We all do. Yet when you ignore your issues by pointing fingers at others in hopes of deflecting your far more extensive issues (I did some digging of my own. You might not want to assume the moral high-ground because you ALREADY look like a sickening person.) you are fooling yourself and disrespecting me. —Touché

As I heard so many times during Harper's gov't. 39.5 percent of 68 percent is NOT a majority. Your bitch-shitting for the past nine years has create a new standard that you must now live with. —LOL at you!

I was told other professionals find me intimmidating , that's their issue not mine. —You people need the help but you will never admit it

A whispered 'screw you' to the four people who decided to travel four floors up to have a very audible conversation on a QUIET floor in the library. —You deserve no Halloween candy

To the foul miscreant who smashed nearly all of the jack-o-lanterns the night before Halloween that my roommates had so lovingly carved: As you are picking up someone's beloved jack-o-lantern and throwing it purposelessly on the pavement like a senseless ape, does it ever occur to you that someone has put a lot of time and effort into creating these Halloween decorations whose only purpose is to make people happy and share the joy of Halloween with the neighborhood? My roommate spent over an hour perfecting her jack-o-lantern--she was so so proud that she sent photos to her parents. My roommates and I agree that if we ever discover your identity, we're going to pelt you with rotten, stinking pumpkin guts and you'll have to walk home covered in wretched slime, ashamed of your childish, pathetic existence. I do, however, wish to bring up the fact that the only pumpkin you didn't smash was mine. I carved HARPER into the pumpkin because, unlike traditional scary jack-o-lantern faces, Harper truly instills fear in my predominantly NDP neighborhood. I like to imagine you standing over the remains of my friends' pumpkins and thinking, "Yeah, fuck Harper. This pumpkin stays." —I still hate you though, punk-ass bitch

Making two horses repeatedly pull an oversized cart on concrete, with a dozen or so people on it, regardless of weather, is animal cruelty. I'm sick of seeing this thing in South End, the poor animals look like they're on their last legs. It's like f***ing Black Beauty scene in downtown Halifax. Can we please just ban these things?! —I hope you all fall off

I was at a party on McL St in South end last night and for the first time became quite concerned. We were leaving the party and there was about 20 of us and a lot of us did have a few before leaving. I was there several times before but tonight I asked a question and became scared. As we walked by the next door neighbors who are elderly, most of the group starting to shout "F you" "Neighbors name". I knew they didn't like the neighbours because they complained against the partying and noise. Tonight, I thought about my grandparents and what I would do if there were 20 or so university students shouting outside their home and I thought immediately, they would probably have a heart attack. I can imagine two older people who are living next this and not feeling comfortable. I have grandparents and I know I would say something if it were them, as it is in a way bullying and we were taught that bullying is really bad. I can't say anything to this group just because I can't. I wanted to share on here that if one of these neighbors get ill or even worse from what the group is doing, I am sorry I didn't call the police. —Apologetic Partier