Though slow at the start, it was everything I imagined protests would be. My friends and I, as well as thousands of other people with similar beliefs on a this particular topic, gathered at provincial government's headquarters in an attempt to bring attention to a message we believed in. The large, diverse crowd of Torontonians, accompanied by a marching band, group chants, racy costumes and colourful banners, halted College Street traffic as we made our way from Queen's Park to Toronto Police Headquarters. There, we heard advocates (including Jane Doe!) speak powerfully and poignantly about why our message needed to be heard.
I felt anchored that day, a welcome change to my post-treatment turmoil. Treatment forced me to learn how to be loyal to my personal goals and deepest desires. Now, I'm anxious to apply that lesson in my life at large, and embark on a path perfectly suited to me.
As I stood in the SlutWalk crowd that day, however, with my two good friends and thousands of others with united in a common purpose, I felt proud of myself, my friends and my city. A string of decisions brought me to this moment, and without even realizing it, had set me on a path toward achieving my goal of participating in a protest.
By making everyday choices that reflect my interests and beliefs, I'm sure I will continue to discover my path. So long as I keep protesting government, or otherwise making decisions I'm genuinely proud of, I can't possibly be wrong!
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