You Dont Have To Be On The Brink Of Collapse To Use Your Mobility Aids.

You don’t have to be on the brink of collapse to use your mobility aids.

You don’t need to be limping to use your cane. You don’t need to be staggering to use your crutches. You don’t need to be falling over to use your rollater. You don’t need to be too weak to stand to use your wheelchair.

They’re there to help you and you are never too “strong” to be using something that helps you.

Nothing like an impromptu midnight pain relief bath during a flare up

narc abuse believers: “actually npd and narcissism isn’t the same thing☝🏻🤓”

narc abuse believers in the next sentence: “ppl with ‘npd/narcissists’ are evil entities that should be castrated and thrown in jails for existing!!!🔪🔪🔪”

like which one is it

Me? Getting unhealthily obsessed with people? Wdym? I’m not obsessed I promise. I met them a few weeks ago and I swear that this time they’re genuinely incredible and perfect for me and we’re going to move in together and adopt a bunch of animals and live together until we’re old and grey because they’re never going to need anyone but me because they appreciate just how amazing I am and

Something that really sucks about being disabled is places say that they’re accessible but they aren’t.

I’ve been to places that claim to be accessible where

the ramp’s too steep

there are steps they didn’t mention because “it’s only two or three”

the doorways are too small

there aren’t any elevators to the top floor

the floor is too rough to easily push on

exhibits are displayed in ways that are impossible to see from a wheelchair

the doors don’t have a push button

tables/exhibits are put way too close together

the surrounding paths have no curbs

Without those things, it isn’t accessible. You can’t put a sloped piece of metal on your doorway and call that wheelchair friendly.

Every so often I have the strong urge to drop the act and collapse of exhaustion and start crying about how much pain I’m in just to prove to people that this is my everyday and my illness is agonisingly real so stop accusing me of ignoring your texts or not caring enough to go to your event.

I’m trying really really hard.