I should feel devastated because I lost a stable career and benefits, and I am a single mother with a mortgage. Instead, I feel like I am blooming. I survived cancellation. At the darkest moments (there were a lot of them) I seriously questioned if my children would be better off with the money from my house, rather than me. I wondered if, long term, the smart decision would be to ensure that they ended up money, rather than having me lose my financial stability and affect their daily lives. Of course that's not true, but when you're being terrorized and threatened for years on end, it is a thought that plagues the strongest of minds. The worst of what I imagined, and spent hundreds of nights fretting about, awake until the wee hours of the morning, came to pass. I lost my case. I lost my job. And you know what? I am going to be okay. I paid a heavy price for my freedoms. And I am going to expose all of the people who unfairly cost me what no woman should pay for standing up for our rights, and for speaking the truth. There is a deep sickness in Canada, and it's inside all of our institutions. It is my mission to root it out, and to work to make Canada what it should be: a free, open society where women have equal status to men under the law, and all of us--men and women--enjoy freedom of speech. Freedom is precious. The truth is precious. There's nothing better than living your life in a way that honours both.
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