Christina St-Jean

Before you start thinking I've cracked by saying that #TaylorSwift has had a tough year, hear me out.

Every #WorldDiabetesDay, I blog about #diabetes, as one does. Generally speaking, I make some mention of the kid—really, now a manchild of nearly 16 years—who I affectionately dub as my "diabetes warrior buddy." This young man so impresses me that if one were to ask who I look up to, I'd mention his name. He's never let this autoimmune condition—in his case, he has Type 1 diabetes—slow him down, not even once, and he's done more in his 15-and-three-quarters years on the planet than many have done in their lifetimes. In spite of having to strictly monitor his blood sugar levels, prick his fingers several times a day, live with an insulin pump and monitor in his arm, and occasionally wake up disoriented and confused because his blood sugar levels are too low, he still approaches everything with his typical broad smile and positive attitude.

I have always admired Jamie Lee Curtis, though I'm no huge fan of the genre that got her started.

"Freedom is found from within."

I'm a huge Queer Eye fan.

There's a tenet in the North American legal system with which we are all familiar: innocent until proven guilty. We are told we shouldn't openly vilify those who are awaiting trial, even when there is such an overwhelming amount of damning evidence that the person in question should immediately be placed in jail.