Mental Illness is not Terminal.

This article was published by Kelsi Sheren on her substack on March 6, 2026.

By Kelsi Sheren

Canada may be the only country on earth where the healthcare system can sometimes help you die faster than it can help you heal. That should alarm people, but it doesn’t because our media its brainwashing you.

Instead, Canadians are being slowly conditioned to accept it and provinces like Quebec, Ontario and BC are drinking the kool aid, wiping their mouth and asking for more.

Here’s the the thing. This isn’t being done through legislation alone. It’s through the current government’s media push. Paid and bought by the Liberals.

A recent CTV story profiles a Canadian woman hoping to access Medical Assistance in Dying (MAID) for mental illness. The headline reassures readers: “It won’t be violent. I won’t be alone.” The tone is soft. Compassionate. Almost comforting. At first glance it feels empathetic. Human. Gentle.

But look closer and something else is happening, this is what abandonment looks like and stories like this are not just reporting. They are preparation. This is the slow drip I’ve been writing about for years. The frog in the boiling pot.

This is how societies normalize radical ideas. You don’t push the public into a moral shift all at once. You soften the ground. You tell personal stories, tug at th heart strings. “But grandma, Kelsi!” You highlight suffering. You frame the decision as brave and dignified, when it’s anything but then slowly, the public begins to see assisted death not as a tragedy or a failure of care, but as compassion. Let me be very clear, this is nothing more than a form of modern eugenics.

The article walks readers through one person’s suffering in intimate detail, but it avoids asking the uncomfortable questions responsible journalism should raise. Instead, the language gently reassures the reader. It won’t be violent. She won’t be alone. The emphasis is on dignity, control, and compassion.

That framing matters, for several reason and when media coverage consistently presents assisted death through the lens of empathy and personal relief, the public begins to associate the act itself with kindness rather than consequence.

What’s missing is just as important as what’s included. There is little discussion about recovery rates for severe depression. Little exploration of how suicidal thinking fluctuates. Little examination of the long history of suicide prevention that treats these impulses as crises to intervene in—not requests to formalize.

There is almost no attention paid to the broader system failing people long before they reach this point, failed drugs, therapy, SSRI’s, community and support. When stories like this are told without that context, they do something subtle but powerful. They normalize the idea that some suffering lives may simply be beyond help.

That is not a neutral editorial choice.

It is narrative shaping, and CTV, CBC, GLOBAL and other “mainstream” media and Canada are known for this. Let’s say the part that too many people are afraid to say out loud.

MENTAL ILLNESS IS NOT TERMINAL.

Depression, PTSD, trauma, and suicidal thinking can be brutal. They can make people believe there is no way out. I know that reality personally. I’m a combat veteran. I’ve lived through PTSD, a traumatic brain injury, hearing loss, and major depressive disorder. There were periods where the darkness was overwhelming and the idea of continuing felt impossible. I thought of suicide for over a decade. Every waking minute.

Those are exactly the kinds of conditions people are now discussing as justification for assisted death.

And yet I HEALED, contrary to the death cult’s narrative and hope I’m sure. Not overnight. Not easily. But I rebuilt my life, day by day. Breath by breath, moment by moment. I never gave up, when quitting was the easy thing to do. That’s the part of the story that rarely gets told in these conversations.

Because if someone like me had been offered death during my lowest point, I am very certain I would NOT be here today. How many others would be gone too, coerced into an early death by sick people.

Recovery from mental illness is not theoretical. It happens every single day. People stabilize. They find treatment that works. They build purpose again. They reconnect to life in ways they never thought possible. I’ve not only seen people do, I’ve helped them get there because it truly takes a village.

But when a society begins offering death as a medical solution to psychological suffering, it risks cutting those futures short. What also rarely gets mentioned is the system surrounding this debate.

Canada is in the middle of a mental health crisis. Therapy is expensive and often inaccessible. Psychiatric care can take months, at a minimum to access. Veterans struggle to get consistent treatment, if any. Housing instability, addiction, trauma, and poverty compound mental illness across the country.

In other words, help is often difficult to find, to say the least but death is becoming easier.

Canadians can spend months trying to access psychiatric care. But once someone enters the MAID system, the machinery of the state can move with stunning efficiency. In some cases, the process can unfold in a matter of hours.

Think about that. SAME DAY DEATH CARE.

We have built a healthcare system where the bureaucracy can move faster for death than it does for treatment. Thats an uncomfortable fact the media and health cults don’t want you to realize.

For decades, if someone told a doctor they wanted to die because of mental suffering, the response was immediate intervention. Crisis teams. Hospitalization. Suicide prevention. The entire point of mental health care was to stop someone from acting on a moment of despair. Simply put a 72 hr hold to protect yourself, from yourself.

Now we are debating whether the same healthcare system should sometimes agree with that impulse and formalize it. That contradiction should stop this conversation cold yet it doesn’t.

Instead, the public is being slowly acclimatized to the idea. One sympathetic story at a time. One emotional narrative at a time. The tone softens. The language shifts. The moral boundary moves.

This is the slow drip, this is the psy op everyone seems to be missing. The deeper ethical questions rarely make the headlines.

Who decides when suffering is “irremediable”? I argue Dr’s who are just as sick.

How many treatments must someone try before society agrees their life is no longer worth living? Apparently days to weeks, we don’t give anyone a fighting chance.

What happens when someone’s despair is driven not by an untreatable illness, but by poverty, isolation, trauma, or lack of care? These are not philosophical hypotheticals. These are real decisions that will affect the most vulnerable people in this country.

There is also a deeper question that almost no one in this debate seems willing to ask. Who told us we were ever promised control over how we exit this world?

At some point we began to act as if death should be scheduled, managed, and optimized like any other life decision. But no one promised us that kind of control. Life has never worked that way and it shouldn’t now.

What we do know is this moments of despair do not define the entire arc of a human life regardless of what Dr’s are telling you now. Suicidality, depression, trauma, and mental illness can feel permanent when you are inside them. They lie to you. They convince you there is no future worth waiting for. They are the dark voice. But those conditions do not have to mean death.

I am living proof of that, and I'm damn proud of it too.

A country that cannot reliably provide treatment, housing, therapy, and long-term mental health care—but can reliably provide assisted death—is sending a message about which lives are worth fighting for.

I lived through PTSD, traumatic brain injury, hearing loss, and major depressive disorder. These are exactly the kinds of conditions people are getting ready to be killed for.

I healed. You can too.