In 2002, I landed my first full-time salaried job in television. MuchMusic. Canada’s MTV. Back then it was live from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. VJs introducing music videos. Cameras rolling. Windows open onto Queen Street West. Tourists pressed against the glass watching us like we were zoo animals. Speaker’s Corner humming outside. The whole thing felt electric. My job was VTR operator. I sat in front of a literal wall of videotape recorders and hit play when the VJ said, “Here’s the latest from...

Back in 2016, I was living in the jungle in Costa Rica. Barefoot. Newly married. Drinking wine at lunch. Building a business.From the outside, it looked like a dream. But inside… I knew something wasn’t right. One morning, we woke up to a deafening buzzing sound. At first, it was just noise. Then it became visible. Honey started dripping through the seams of our bedroom wall. Bees had built a hive inside the drywall. And I remember standing there thinking… This is beautiful. And this is a...

In July of 2017, I walked on fire with Tony Robbins. This was the summer before I got sober. I was living in Costa Rica, working full-time as the executive chef at a retreat center that shall not be named. I had left my husband 2 months earlier. I was deep in personal development. Reading everything. Taking every course. Including, yes, a self-breast massage erotic embodiment course. That’s a story for another day. I flew to New Jersey with a friend from work. Two chicks who were...