Invisible Environment on Nostr: Some reflection: I left my home country of Canada one year ago to travel the world, ...
Some reflection:
I left my home country of Canada one year ago to travel the world, and more importantly, research where I wanted to call home.
Canada has stopped being a place where I feel welcome. The pandemic years, with the absolute vitriol spewing from the prime minister and his media has left a permanent impression on me. And even worse, the same vitriol that came from people I once called friends.
I was labelled as dangerous. That and whatever flavour of bigot was popular to label someone that week for choosing to exercise autonomy over their medical decisions.
This, not to mention the crippling level of taxation, and ever-rising costs of living, were enough to drive us out into the world to find another path. It felt as though there were no hope to purchase a home, or prepare for retirement. When the government extorts you out of more than a third of your income, and then expects you to happily stay on waiting lists for doctors for years at a time, what are you paying for?
I don’t know where I’ll land for good, but I don’t feel like Canada is a place of opportunity for me anymore. Perhaps one day it will be again.
I left my home country of Canada one year ago to travel the world, and more importantly, research where I wanted to call home.
Canada has stopped being a place where I feel welcome. The pandemic years, with the absolute vitriol spewing from the prime minister and his media has left a permanent impression on me. And even worse, the same vitriol that came from people I once called friends.
I was labelled as dangerous. That and whatever flavour of bigot was popular to label someone that week for choosing to exercise autonomy over their medical decisions.
This, not to mention the crippling level of taxation, and ever-rising costs of living, were enough to drive us out into the world to find another path. It felt as though there were no hope to purchase a home, or prepare for retirement. When the government extorts you out of more than a third of your income, and then expects you to happily stay on waiting lists for doctors for years at a time, what are you paying for?
I don’t know where I’ll land for good, but I don’t feel like Canada is a place of opportunity for me anymore. Perhaps one day it will be again.