Colony of Losers- Fuck Stigma and Mental Illness, I'm like 25

Surviving your Quarter Life Crisis and becoming an adult

Lonely New Years

I’m watching Nathan For You on my laptop, which is haphazardly resting on my mattress. I can hear the fan in my computer whirring towards annihilation. I check my phone. No messages. It’s New Years. It’s 9:30PM. I have absolutely no plans. The feelings that change you are the ones that feel like they’re going to last [...]

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Lynch, Lifeboats and Love

I was watching the first episode of Twin Peaks, eating large chunks of dark chocolate infused with mint, and there was a moment of silence for Laura Palmer. She’d been murdered. Wrapped in plastic. This was followed by barroom brawls, a phone call where a father comforted his wife that her child was just fine [...]

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Failure of Imagination: Rants on Porn, Depression, Love and Tragedy

The first time I really thought about the concept of Me, involved eating a chewy handful of mushrooms in my first year of university. I was 18 years old, playing the friendliest game of NHL 94 in the history of time with my best friend.  I was thirsty but all I had was orange juice [...]

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RIP Raymond Taavel: A Life Lost, Left With Only A Dream, My City

Since the violent death of Raymond Taavel at the hands of Noel Denny on April 16th, 2012, I have been inundated with emails, asking me to speak out against the mental health system that would allow Andre Noel Denny onto the streets to commit his murder. To extend some sort of olive branch in the [...]

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Cure#10: Muggles, Madness and Professional Help

December 4th, 2009 Running away from myself is how I spend my days. Running back only happens after my daily exercise at the Hotel Atlantica gym. With the exhaustation comes a moment of lucidity, like an Alzheimer’s patient who remembers everything they forget. The excess adrenaline that torments me has been spent. I can see [...]

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The Cure#8: A Mother’s Love

November 25th, 2009 A plastic cartoon dog wobbles his head back and forth, attached to the dash of my mother’s car, mocking my sleepless state. His name is Frank and my mother got him at a fast food restaurant back in the days when Men In Black was first released. I stare into his eyes, [...]

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The Cure#2: Reassuring Myself to Panic

November 3, 2009 Trying to find the date my life changed has obsessed me since things began spinning out of control. I felt if I could find the exact place and time where the balances tipped I could reach out and grab hold of that Archimedes point and shift the universe back in my favor. [...]

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The Cure#1: Heart and Mind

It’s my first year of university. My body is slung over the railing that runs up and down Middle Bay, the residence building that I live in at King’s College, looking down at a spot that has been littered with vomit by very wealthy people for several generations. Breathing is difficult and not just because [...]

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Colony of Losers Day 6: Call Centers Part 2: Scam Call Centers

Lower Than You Can Go: There are legitimate call centers and there are also scam call centers. I have worked at both. While legitimate call centers make you into a robot, scam call centers make you feel like the worst piece of shit the universe ever crapped out. My job at XXXXX Credit Solutions can [...]

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    Michael Kimber is a 26-year-old journalist who suffered a nervous breakdown on November 3rd, 2009. On March 28th, 2010 when he recovered from mental illness, he began writing a blog called Colony-of-losers. About falling on your face to figure out who you are and the hilarious antics of a blond jew. What began with a few friends and his mother reading has become a cult phenomenon, averaging 10,000 views a week, receiving praise from Commonwealth Award Winner Shandi Mitchell and many others. On, November 3rd, 2010, the one year anniversary of his mental breakdown he signed with Anne McDermid and Associates, the largest literary agency in Canada. In a year he went from wearing pajamas, making his couch depression HQ to leaving his hometown for the Toronto, where he exclusively wears business suits and the armor of ancient Greeks. Don't worry, he's still choking on the feet he contently sticks in his mouth and making moments awkward just by being part of them. During these struggles he met other talented bastards and drew them into his circle. Peter Diamond became his illustrator. Patrick Campbell his video editor and part time photographer. He recently added the incredibly talented John Packman as Colony of Losers Toronto photographer. Without the support of the Colony of Losers, Michael Kimber would be nothing. Welcome to the losers and the success that comes from utter and complete failure. You aren’t alone. Follow him on twitter.com/colonyoflosersand twitter.com/quimbo. If you’d like to hire him for a public speaking engagement for mental health events in Toronto, like to arrange an interview, offer millions to publish his book or for another reason contact Michael please email him. And join his facebook Colony of Losers.

    Really obvious disclaimer:
    I’m not a trained psychologist. Just a fellow traveler. If you need help seek it from the professionals. The Canadian Mental Health Association provides a help locator. You can find crisis resources provided by the Canadian Association for Suicide Prevention. If you are in the states check here. It will give you services by zip code. I’d also recommend checking out Mindyourmind.ca. I think they do great work and have been a help to me personally.

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