To Dye For: A Documentary

The food dye documentary came out today. It was very well done.
I hope it can propel some action and educate some people.

I'm uneasy though. 
Because the people who should see it, won't. 
I'm restless. 
Because my friends aren't sharing it, probably won't watch it, and it will fade into the past. 

A couple friends have said "but you figured it out so quickly, and now you're happy and dye-free" and that's where the problem lies. It's not about us anymore. Now that I know that if this condition is left unchecked, and it goes on and on for 1,2,3 years it can become much much worse, like the documentary explains. Now that I know that dye-sensitive kids distress will eventually morph in thoughts of suicide, I can't relax. Now that I know that my kid isn't an exception, that there are kids like her all over the country, all over the world, unknowingly consuming food dye and raging, ruining their life, ruining their families life, how am I supposed to just sit here. 

I must do more, more letter writing, more emails, more posts, more videos. Do people not understand the distress these families feel? I felt, we felt?

I drive by a Bell Let's Talk Billboard that says 1 out of every 3 children is suffering mentally. And the federal government is giving 3.3 million dollars to Nunavut for an effective strategy to help their mental health and suicide crisis. And neither Bell, nor the feds, nor Health Canada will receive or read an email from me explaining one of the possible causes. 

And all of this makes me feel crazy. 
And I'm not. 


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