It is heart wrenching to know there are human beings out there in the world struggling with addiction. Whether it’s drugs, alcohol, eating disorders, or something else.

These people are everywhere. Across the globe, across the country, across the street.

What causes them to crave these substances? Why do they get sucked in? Why are they letting themselves hit rock bottom? A part of me wishes I knew what that feeling was, but I could never in a million years bring myself to experience it. I just wish I knew what these poor souls were feeling and thinking.

I’ve watched more than my fair share of Intervention shows, but I don’t need that to understand there are psychological factors behind these decisions. It always seems to route back to a traumatic event in their childhood. It must also take a chemical imbalance in the brain for a person to not be able to handle any trauma and go down the wrong path.

I very recently lost a family member to drug addiction and it is hard to believe someone must feel so strongly, that they let these substances take over their life, their families lives. It is incredibly saddening.

If you are reading this and you are struggling with an addiction, please tell someone. Ask for help, there is no shame in it! Do not feel you aren’t good enough. We as a human race need to look out for each other. We can support each other.

If you know someone who is struggling, always be there for them no matter what. Don’t give up on them. They are not themselves when they are using but will always appreciate your kindness and love when they are in a clear state of mind, plus you’d never forgive yourself if you didn’t feel you did everything you possibly could to help.

Please feel free to share your thoughts, feelings, experiences. There are no judgments here.

– C


Warm pudding.

It’s challenging when you think your friends are your friends and it turns out they are not.

I now have this very alone feeling even though I’m surrounded by these people all day whom I thought were my friends.

I’m not lonely. I don’t need to be with someone but I’m shocked to feel these people really aren’t my friends after all. After years together. I feel stabbed in the back. Bullied. Ganged up on.

I understand part of growing up is finding out who your friends truly are. I get that, trust me. I’ve dumped friends before, but I thought this was different.

The people in your life are forever changing.

So I try to keep my head down and work. I try not to socialize more than necessary except for the purpose of formalities and pleasantries.

Now I find myself in my bed at 7:30pm, listening to sad piano melodies and eating warm pudding. Pudding that only mom’s and young children would find appealing.

I sometimes think a psychiatrist would diagnose me as depressed, on certain days. Although they say the people who seem happiest are usually the most depressed, the most alone. Like they are always putting on a facade. Maybe.

Or maybe I’m just having a bad day…or week…or month…two months.

This pudding would be much better cold.

The Mountains are Calling, and I must go

You never realize how small you are until you are standing at the base of a mountain.

                                                                                            I don’t mean the

Mount Edith Cavell, Jasper AB

feeling of insignificance. I mean the feeling of amazement. Realizing there is so much more to the world than us and our daily lives. Bigger than our jobs, and our first world problems.

You realize how big the world really is. There is so more much out there than us and our little worlds and we don’t even know the half of it!

It’s an overwhelming feeling and I must experience more of it.


For the Love of Water

Why do we love being in water so much? 

We vacation and travel the world to spend all of our time in and around the most beautiful bodies of water we can find. 

We install swimming pools in our backyards or in our homes. 

Some even create indoor caverns equipped with a swim up bar!

But what is it really that people love about being in water so much? Is it just the refreshment? Being in our bathing suits? The act of swimming? The salt water?

I don’t think humans are really meant to swim but it’s an activity we’ve come to love. 

What do you love about the water? Please comment!

– Chanty


Find Your Passion

When do we find out what we’re passionate about? Is in our twenties? Fifties? I guess it’s different for every person. Some find it early, some find it late. And how do we find it? Do you just wake up one day and you know? Or do we constantly need to try new things to cross things off the list? By now you can probably tell I have no idea what I am passionate about.

I know I want to help people. I like to travel. I want to see places completely different from here. I know I’m interested in photography, and maybe that could be my passion? But that seems to be everyone’s passion these days. Everyone and their uncle is a photographer these days.

I do take photos often but I don’t have a proper camera for it. First I need to invest in that. If it turns out photography is not for me, well then at least I have a really good camera.

How did you find your passion? Please share by commenting! I would love to know what people are passionate about!



A Purpose

I’m sure we’re all put on this planet for a reason, some people say. I’m not really sure we are born with a purpose, but that we can find one, and I think everyone should. Whether you volunteer your time building homes, or at the local shelter, or you adopt animals who need homes, or plant trees, or clean up the garbage on the side of the road every now and then, we should all be doing something to help our planet and help each other and better ourselves.

Although, I’m being hypocritical, I currently don’t do any of those things, but I want to. I did clean up a lot of garbage out of our front garden and help my landlord a lot with  landscaping duties. I want to adopt animals, (don’t we all), but can’t afford to have pets at this time. I donate my clothes to women’s shelters or GoodWill.

I’m thinking bigger than that though. How do we change lives? Really be part of the community. Make a difference in the world.

I’d really love to travel and volunteer, go overseas, but then you’re leaving your life behind. Having to leave your job, put all your belongings in storage – if you’re going for an extended period of time.

I’d love to know what you do to help your community or help someone in need! Please feel free to share!



Come together, right now, over me.

I saw an amazing thing today.

Although it was under unfortunate circumstances, I witnessed an entire community come together to support a family. It felt like everyone dropped what they were doing, left work, left home and came to give this family their well-wishes. Just incredible. This will happen over the next few days, weeks and months. It restores my faith in humanity. It’s nice to know that if you ever needed support, these people would be there for you. I have experienced their support first hand and it is quite incredible. I am very lucky to be a part of this community.


Just a dream

I wake up early than normal, which makes me grumpy. I love sleeping in. I squint and stretch my arms and my legs to their full extent and rub my eyes open. The light shining through the windows and doors is just too bright to ignore. I groan and lazily force myself out of my favorite place in the world; bed. I pull myself to my feet and slowly saunter towards the sliding glass door where the light pours through. I slide the door open, the warm breeze forcing the white curtains to flow around me and my hair to whip around my face. Stepping out onto the balcony, I  no longer feel bothered about getting out of bed early, not when I get to wake up to this view everyday. For as far as my eyes can see, water. Beautiful, clear, inviting, turquoise water. The soft white sand greets it every time it rolls in. The sound of the waves crashing in is music to my ears. I sigh happily, leaning against the railing, taking it all in as the inviting breeze grazes my skin. I realize I have never felt so happy in my entire life than in this moment. It feels like time has stopped. This is perfect. This is my dream come true, and I get to experience it every single morning. What a wonderful way to start each day.


The anti gym-rat


If you are reading this, I can almost guarantee you work out. Almost everyone I know and in everyone in the world is hitting the gym! Fitness is very strong in media and social media. It’s on t.v., it’s in your news feed on Facebook, it’s all over Instagram – there’s no avoiding it. I on the other hand, am probably one of the only people out there that are not hitting the gym!

I know what you’re thinking – how awful! How unhealthy! How lazy! I will admit, a part of me is lazy. I’m not completely inactive, though. I do play a couple sports – soccer and softball. Softball is usually several times a week. In the spring and summer I try to be more active as well by rollerblading, walking, biking, and swimming.

There are a few reasons you won’t find me in the local GoodLife gym;

  • It’s boring! I’ve tried it several times at several difference gyms. Not only is it a huge waste of my money, but it’s so dull! Running in one spot for half an hour staring at the wall & watching other people sweat? No thanks.
  • I like group activities/team sports. I want to interact with people, play a game or sport with people. Organized sports is where it’s at and you meet and make new friends, work together and have a special bond whilst being active!
  • Really fit people look gross! These guys and gals that are jacked look like freaks. Anyone who is at the point of body-builder material makes me gag and I would never want to look like that.
  • Men love curves! We all know it.Yes, I’m totally for being healthy and in shape, but you gotta leave a little cushion for the pushin!
  • I’m happy the way I am. Sure, I’d love to squeeze into an old pair of jeans or look a little more slim in a dress, but it doesn’t bother me enough to make me upset or unhappy with the way I look.
  • I don’t like being the same as everyone else. I don’t follow the pack. I do my own thing and like to be independent from everyone else.

I can probably think of a couple more reasons but then I just feel like I’m coming up with excuses.

If you’re hitting the gym – good on you! I think it’s terrific you are focused on your health, but, it’s not for me. I’ll see you on the field!

Comment below and let me know how you stay in shape or stay active!

– RumChanty



Allow me to introduce myself!

First of all, welcome to my new blog and thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to be here – I really appreciate it!

The reason I’ve called this meeting is so you can learn a little about why we’re both here.

I’m here because sometimes I feel like I have really cool stuff to say and I don’t know who to say it to. I thoroughly enjoy sharing my stories and my ideas, regardless if they are ridiculous or not. My brain explodes with thoughts and ideas and inventions, or sometimes I just need to let off steam, as we all do. I also really enjoy writing and typing, even though I’m not necessarily good at it. I will be honest, I don’t know where I’m going with this but we’ll figure it out together.

Now why are you here? Probably because you stumbled upon this by accident. Or you’re a friend and I forced you to read this. Or maybe one day I’ll be famous and people all over the world will be dying to read every word I type, (yeah right!)

So here’s a little about me. I am a twenty-six year old femme living solo in Ontario, Canada. I work in the automotive industry, and really fell into it by accident, as most of us do, (a co-worker and I talked about this tonight in fact). I am a cat person but love all animals. I am interested in photography and would love to have a big-girl camera one day. I will share some photos with you. I am passionate about music and singing, although I think I have a terrible voice and do not currently play an instrument. I love tattoos and have a couple with plans for more. Travel is important to me and I may write about this a lot. I’m easy-going, laid back and a just go-with-the-flow kind of person. Oh, and I love burgers. A lot.

But enough about me…I want to know about you! Comment and let me know who you are. Where are you from? What do you do? What do you want to hear from a 26-year old gal? Ask me anything, suggest anything, I will write about it!

Here’s to [hopefully] a healthy writer-reader relationship and many posts to come!