Giving Birth Sucks Tbh. Not Only Do You And The Baby You’re Birthing Almost Die, Usually You Shit Yourself

Sometimes it feels like i am already dead. Not part of anyones life anymore. Locked up in my flat. Just a liability for my parents who dont even like me. Like a ghost who is damned to haunt this room, but still has pain and wifi.

visibly disabled people will present others with the most basic and easy to understand request like “please don’t talk to me like I am a small child” and in response people will just start monologuing about how difficult and confusing this is for them and how they’re doing their best and how they need patience and understanding too and it’s so fucking tiring lol

disabled people should be allowed privacy. visible disability isn't an invitation to demand personal information from someone. and disclosing disability isn't an invitation to lay out each facet of that disability in excruciating detail. someone having a medical episode deserves privacy even if that episode happens in public. someone who is disabled and struggling or taking a break deserves to refuse people offering help without having to explain why. a disabled person who mentions some things about their disability but not every little thing is under no obligation to explain anything more than they already have. disabled people don't just deserve basic rights. they deserve dignity and grace and respect. and they deserve privacy

i be checking my phone like someone cares about me lol

Sometimes, I still feel so able bodied.

Like the aches and pains are quiet for just a moment long enough for me to remember what freedom I used to have. It's almost like if I yearn for it hard enough, I can have the old me back. The me that could still achieve all my dreams. The me that had no idea what was coming and how much it would all cost me.

Somedays, I still feel the urge to live the way I could before. Carefree and boundless. God, I can almost taste it.

How do people keep replying when friends ask how are you? I hate being so negative but often it's my reality like I couldn't do a lot of things today but I'm trying and nothing has changed!! I don't want to push them away by being the one who's always sick

Asking for help while being disabled shouldn't feel so much like handing someone your autonomy and saying "take this away."

Your friends and family with chronic pain aren't doing well.

Yes, even the ones that say they are.

Yes, especially the ones that are complaining and lashing out already.

Chances are high that however bad they will admit things are it's actually worse. By a lot.

We're conditioned to be "okay". If we're breaking down at non scheduled times we aren't coping well. I promise.

Your sibling/partner/bestie/parent who is breaking down without preamble on a Tuesday is suffering. Be kind. We're sorry.

You don't owe anyone an explanation of your condition/disability, how or when it started, what meds you take, what tests you've undergone, or literally anything about your health!

It doesn't matter if it's a stranger, a friend, or a relative.

It's your life and you have a right to privacy.

Don't let them guilt you into answering invasive questions.