Btw Something Im Working On Learning Is That Disabled Is Something That Im Allowed To Be In Public.

btw something im working on learning is that disabled is something that im allowed to be in public.

im allowed to lay down on the living room floor if im in middle of a conversation & enjoying it but feeling too lightheaded to sit up. im allowed to sit at the table to do meal prep and to sit on a stool at the stove to cook. im allowed to use my cane while i run errands.

if people are uncomfortable with my disabled existence, it’s their responsibility to work on that, it’s not my responsibility to try to hide my disability from the view of abled people.

i shouldn’t be relegated to my bedroom or to my house or to places where no one else will be just to have accommodations. im allowed to just exist & not have to pretend to be able bodied for the comfort & convenience of others.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

you know how every few months someone tries to invent captioning glasses and sign language gloves for Deaf people and they're almost always useless and never what people actually want? yeah the Blind equivalent of that is smart canes

going onto physically disabled people’s posts to tell us to be nicer, more forgiving, and to educate is the pinnacle of entitlement. not everything is for you. not everything other people do or say needs to benefit you somehow. other people have feelings that have nothing to do with you personally. it’s ok. you’ll survive

After about 16 months of constant pain, I finally got a diagnosis. Turns out, I have long COVID. The nurse said the symptoms overlap with fibro, so I've been put on an anti-inflammitory.

I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't this. Experimental drug trials are the only other medical options I have.

Time to start wearing a mask again.