“oh but its just your shoulder!” - you may see a disabled person and think something along the lines of this.
(or whatever body part/system you can see is affected.)
but many abled people seem to find it very hard to grasp just how much of their daily life relies on such body part.
which is understandable because why would you be thinking about how much you rely on your shoulder. yours works!
but imagine if every single time in a day, where you went to use your shoulder, you had someone pinch you. youd be surprised by just how fast youd get tired of being pinched.
not to mention that having just one health issue is not exactly the norm within the disabled community. bodies are too complex for that 🥲
Hey you, friendly reminder that using spoons on a hobby or something that brings you joy is just as important as doing those chores your brain is beating you up over. I double dip pinky promise.
Being chronically ill is like having a curse where every 4 hours you get a random status effect, and most of which are debuffs.
Also you only have 1 action per day and long rests heal 2 hp. You're cooked.
me looking at a cool red cane at walmart: no...i musn't....i have three of you already....
being chronically ill with fluctuating symptoms is so annoying because when it's at it's worst im like "okay i desperately need some type of mobility aid right now, i haven't been able to leave my house in days" but then i'm able to go for a walk one day and suddenly i feel like im exaggerating my symptoms and that i actually can walk fine and it would just be embarrassing and pointless to ask for a mobility aid assessment
but like ... not struggling as much one day doesn't take away from the days that i struggle the most
our pain is valid even when it's not at it's worst and we deserve the accommodations we need even if we don't always need them at all times
biggest thing that pisses me off is people trying to talk someone out of a mobility aid, first off; what makes you think you know their needs more than them? what makes you think you know the amount of pain, imbalance, fatigue, etc symptoms they're going through?? Are you living in their body? NO!
look I'm a disability studies scholar so I know why people are like this. but. people really do get so pressed about the dumbest shit. why do you care if someone has multiple people in their head? why do you care if someone is existing with a mobility aid in your line of sight? why do you care if someone takes a couple extra seconds to formulate a sentence? even if you don't believe that someone is legitimately disabled (which is bad on its own. but still). what do you lose by just taking people at face value? and what do you gain by living life as an angry little ass all the time?
someone on the news claiming that "adhd is fashionable" meanwhile people are still dicks if you forget things easily, need people to give clear instructions, ask someone to repeat themselves, or can't sit still for longer than half an hour at a time. this is like saying "ocd is fashionable" because people like to say they're "a little ocd" when they like things organised
is it chronic pain or am i (as my mother would say) being dramatic?
i miss when AI didn’t exist and we wrote heartfelt letters to our lovers that died in war and spent the rest of our days haunting the shoreline, leading sailors to their doom as they mistook our crying for singing.
i’m still alive, I’m sorry for my lack of posting, the despair of social media rotted my brain and caused me to need some outside mental help.
Hopefully I’ll get back to posting normally.
“The way people treat you is a statement of who they are as a human being. It’s not a statement about you.”
— Unknown
oh to be able to cover a letter that I have spilled my heart onto in a confession of love with my lipstick so that the love of my life can treasure the little bit of me that has mad the distance.
enemies to lovers but with myself
i will now be sharing poetry
spent a week offline and write poetry, the real question is do I share that madness under the guise of “girlblogging”
i cannot save everyone,
but at the end of all days
you cannot turn to me and say “You never told me”
when i had spent all this time screaming the truth.
Your ignorance denies you salvation.
I pray for you so that i’ll see you in the end and we can walk together into eternity.
But if you deny it i will walk alone and never look back.
spiritually my hair reaches my waist, physically i look like the ugliest lesbian ever.
You never outgrow girlhood,
I just witnessed a group of old woman bond over a woman’s favorite scarf, as she talked about how she loved wearing it and it kept her warm as her friends assured her she looked lovely.
Girls don’t be afraid to age, it is so beautiful.
spent a week offline and write poetry, the real question is do I share that madness under the guise of “girlblogging”