Written By Tracey
Tracey is a writer, humourist and raconteuse living in Montreal with her husband and two adorable punks. Here, she shares the details of precarity as she attempts to stay on top of the Mutherload. You can also read her personal blog, Grumble Girl.Read Her Blog "On Top of the Mutherload"
When I was about fifteen years old, a kid I went to school with committed suicide. I didn’t know that kid terribly well – we weren’t in the same year, so we didn’t share the same friends. But besides the dreadful thoughts and feelings that hang in the air around suicide, there’s a sadness that lingers. You’ve lost one of your own. Though I didn’t really know this kid, we were of the same world which just felt so sad. And disheartening. And confusing to feel so, when I didn’t even have much of connection to this person in the first place.