Lionel Sanders is coated in sweat. It’s a hot morning in early August, and he has set up his bike in the backyard of his modest bungalow in Windsor, Ont. He’s been riding the bicycle – a lime-green carbon road bike connected to a stationary CompuTrainer machine – for about an hour and he has nearly two more hours to go.  Read the rest of this story at The Globe and Mail…

Michael Redhead Champagne in Winnipeg

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How he got back inside, in his own words

I come from a small town in Newfoundland. I was there until my mid-30s, when I moved to B.C., and then ended up in Toronto in the late ’90s. On the street. So when did it go wrong? I don’t know if it was ever really good. I think I dealt with a lot of mental health issues for a long time, and never dealt with them. Then I got married. I thought that would solve everything, and it didn’t solve anything. Because I’m gay. Made things worth worse, if anything. Read the rest of this story at The Huffington Post…

The Vancouver meeting, titled Community Crisis Response and the Crisis Pathway, was one of many being held in the city this week as part of the International Initiative for Mental Health Leadership and International Initiative for Disability Leadership conferences

About 350 mental-health and disability experts from around the world are in Vancouver; there are also smaller meetings being held throughout North America. The conference comes as many North American jurisdictions shift mental-health treatment toward community-based care and away from institutions, emergency rooms and jails.  Read the rest of this article at The Globe and Mail…

‘Dear parent, your child has had a psychotic break’ by Marcia Morris

I sit in my small office at the university counseling center, sighing as I pick up the phone to make the call that I always dread. I have worked as a psychiatrist with college students for 20 years, and this part never gets easier. One, two, three rings, and the mother of a student who had been in my office minutes earlier answers the phone. I introduce myself and then deliver the news: “I’ve had to hospitalize your son, Jacob.”  Read the rest of this article at The New York Times…

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