Today, I am tired.

Not just physically but spiritually, emotionally, and mentally exhausted.

Today, I received yet another email from the Manitoba Professional Planners Institute the fifth time they’ve acknowledged the evidence I submitted. And once again, they completely ignored my request for a simple update on the status of my complaint.

What I asked for was clarity.

What I received was a carefully worded reminder to stay in my lane.

Each message I receive like this doesn’t just delay the process it sends a deeper message:

That I am being treated not as a person bringing forward legitimate harm,

but as a problem to be managed.

That somehow, my insistence on protecting sacred ceremony, on defending the rights of Elders and firekeepers, and on following the complaint process with dignity and persistence

makes me inconvenient.

That my presence my voice is too much.

Today I feel burned out.

Because I have done everything asked of me:

And still I am met with procedural replies, delayed timelines, and polite avoidance.

I share this not as a resignation, but as a recognition of what it means to carry this fight not just for myself, but for those who cannot speak. For those who are gone. For those who never got the chance to ask for an update at all.

If the professional bodies tasked with protecting the public can’t even acknowledge the harm I’ve named then it is not me who has failed this process.

It is the process that has failed me.I will rest. I will grieve. But I will not give up!