Just For Once Id Like To Tell The Gate Agents And Flight Attendants That My Folding Wheelchair Is Going

Just for once I’d like to tell the gate agents and flight attendants that my folding wheelchair is going into the onboard closet and not have them tell me there’s “no room”. Bitch that’s a wheelchair closet, not a “your bags” closet. Move your damn bags where they belong.

hate how obnoxious abled people get the moment i so much as vaguely imply any part of my disability might possibly be permanent

i understand that the mere concept scares you shitless and your feelings are valid etc but fucking keep it to yourself, yeah? maybe read a book about how not to be an ableist cunt while you're at it

[image description: a tweet by user @indigenousAI saying

“fun fact: as a DV survivor i cannot register to vote because doing so makes my address public. anyone who is fleeing or hiding from an abuser is automatically disenfranchised from the political process and this is a feature, not a bug”]

I moved my rolly desk chair to the kitchen so I can use it when I do dishes and cook and holy shit it makes it so much easier to do and not get as tired. I love making my world more accessible to myself.

I hate that out of fucking nowhere I just get sick and nauseous. Like wtf is this shit??? I didn’t do anything????

the only consistent thing about me is my chronic pain🫡