Journal

Trigger warning: This blog post includes reference to Mental Illness , Depression , and Suicidal Ideation . If you are struggling with mental health there are a list of numbers and resources at the bottom of this article. It's ok to not be ok. Support is available, and you are worth it. In episode 1 of this however many episode long saga, I talked about a dog named Freya, and an illness called depression. In episode 2, Freya gets more expensive, and depression continues to

Myself (left) and Clive (right) in 2016 at the under 19 Lacrosse World Championship in BC, Canada. My younger brother was representing Australia in this tournament. I’ve been fortunate through my life in that I’ve not experienced the loss of many relatives or friends so far. I was lucky enough to have three grandparents when I was born and I kept them into adulthood. My maternal grandmother made it to eighty-nine and my paternal grandfather made it to ninety-seven (his aim to

Freya arrived at my house, her home, on the 17th of June in 2022. She was the runt of her litter (now 50kg/110lbs) and had needed surgery on her eyes to correct a condition called entropion. She was the sweetest little thing... for about a week. Freya, you see, had horrendous separation anxiety. Crate training failed, trainer visits and work with specialist vets did little to ease her suffering. I was heartbroken. But we persisted, I wasn't raising a quitter. Months of her ru