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Why Abelism Is Not Called For
Ableism sucks. Do not throw your abelist nonsense around. I can multi-task at home. I can multi-task elsewhere. But I cannot work full-time until I sleep the whole night properly. Really, if my family expects me to jump into full-time work, well, that is dangerous. No, thank you. I have to start part-time and work my way up. I applied at a nutritional supplement store within walking distance from home at a mall. So yes, I need to work part-time. There is an insurance gig coming for me that I have to pay up $200 for, so if you read my work on this website, please donate. The insurance gig can be very part-time.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Longevity
Autism Does Not a Killer Make
In a million years, I did not think I would have to start another bloggy message about mental health, other than Autism information. Yet, here I am. Why? Because we have had another shooting. Worse yet, a school shooting. The politicians are asking for gun control. The students, God bless them, want gun control. Those who are connecting the dots in all these horrible crimes, however, are seeing another issue, mental health.
By Jenna Logan8 years ago in Longevity
The Time of a Disabled Person Is Not Yours to Waste
Despite the many disabilities there are out there because of this polluted, godforsaken, hell-hole, and wretched planet of a world that sits on the Orion Arm in the Milky Way Galaxy, disabled people’s time is not yours to waste. Sometimes we have bad days. Those of us with chronic illness intimately know that we have bad days and goodness knows that happens. Just sleeping through the night for me is a huge accomplishment. I don’t think I know what that’s like, period. I had symptoms of pediatric schizophrenia since I was a one-year-old.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Longevity
Weathered Down
Pain is a feeling triggered by the nervous system. One may feel it as a prick, tingle, sting, burn, or ache. Everyone experiences pain at some point or another, yet everyone experiences pain differently. Sometimes pain can’t be shown, leaving those around us unaware of what one is actually experiencing.
By Hannelore Gruber8 years ago in Longevity
Using the Term “Retard” as Hate Speech
Calling somebody names like “r#tard” is the equivalent to calling somebody the n-word. Name-calling is something vicious and evil. People with mental health problems or other disabilities are not retarded. People with autism don’t deserve that kind of treatment either.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Longevity
Why Being Strong Is a Lie
I went to my doctor today and as part of my routine visit she asked me how I’m doing. I told her I’m really good at faking how well I’m coping, but that I’m getting tired, that I’m losing my fight, my resilience. That old saying, ‘that which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’ is bullshit. It might at first, but after a while it starts to wear you down until eventually you wish it would.
By Skye Bothma8 years ago in Longevity
Born Crips/Made Crips
So, in my beginning life...Again post, I mentioned the term born crip when referring to my wife, Joey. I'd be considered a born crip, because I've been in a wheelchair all my life from Spina Bifida with Cerebral Palsy in my hands. Joey has Cerebral Palsy, and is also in a wheelchair, but she can get out easier than I can.
By Jason Rhode8 years ago in Longevity
What If...
So, every now and then, Joey and I talk about "what if" we could walk, “what if” our hands worked better. This isn't a feeling sorry for ourselves convo. Yeah, growing up, we wanted to walk, and, in reality, neither one of us saw ourselves with a crip, because we know the baggage we already bring to the table... Why double it?
By Jason Rhode8 years ago in Longevity
Life From Two Feet Below
So, my name's Jason Rhode. I'm a 40-year-old crip (I'll get to the crip term later). I live in Midland, Texas with my wife, who I’ll be writing a lot about and who’s also a crip with a different disability than my own. We have two fur babies, Hollywood, a Shih Tzu, and Chewy, a Lhaso Apso.
By Jason Rhode8 years ago in Longevity
Everything Happens for a Reason
Currently, it is 12:56 AM. I have work at 6 AM, but of course that never stops me from going to bed a lot later than I should be. I'd like to blame my phone for keeping me up.. but in reality it's actually me who's to blame. But I wonder if there's a deeper reason as to why I am still awake. You see, I was scrolling through Instagram when I came across an AD for this website. The first thing I saw were the words "Submit your stories. Get paid." Which initially caught my attention, because honestly, getting paid to write? Who wouldn't be interested in that. But... I also found it to be rather ironic. Recently I have been contemplating a lot about writing to let my feelings out or maybe starting a blog. That could also be due to the fact that I have been binge watching "Awkward" on MTV and the main character has a blog and religiously writes what she's going through. Anyway, I can't help but to think about wether or not coming across that AD at the time I did was meant to happen or just a random coincidence. Today has been prolonged, it feels never ending. From the moment I woke up, I've been filled with anxiety. All day I've been trying to figure out how to calm down, and how to distract myself. Nothing has helped, not even a friends company, which usually is always the cure for when I'm feeling down or out of it. Then.. as I'm trying to relax I see an AD for this? I've written before to calm nerves but that was kind of a one time thing.. not something I followed through with, and to be completely honest I forgot how much it helps. I'm going through a weird time in my life. A strange transition period. It's time to grow up, and figure out who I'm meant to be and who's meant to be in my life. I often find myself overthinking, and feeling too many things at once; not having an outlet to let everything out. What's even more ironic is money is super important right now. I have to drop out of school due to "insufficient funds". I'm trying to support myself on my own, and it's honestly super hard. I don't even have a car which is now my first priority to save up money for. I suppose I should have thought about this whole process first, rather than jumping right into school. Looking back on it, I think that was more of pressured decision. I didn't want to be judged by others or looked down upon for "not going to college". But something I am realizing is that I need to make decisions based on me, no one else. In the end, I am all I have. So, as you can imagine my mind is constantly racing with what decisions are best for me and how to be sure I won't regret anything.. but that must be part of the process of growing as well. I mean, you do learn from your mistakes. Just recently, I broke up with someone who always knew how to calm me down when I felt like this. Truth be told, it's for the better (for both of us), but now that he's not there for me like that I have to find another way to relax. Writing helps a lot actually. I'm a strong believer in the idea that everything happens for a reason. I was certainly meant to come across this website. The universe is listening to me and my worries. I don't know what the future holds, but I'm ready to blindly trust it.
By Alexandra Lunetta8 years ago in Longevity
