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Stigma Sucks

Brainstorm with me.

A new friend kindly brought to my attention that stigma of MENTAL ILLNESS is not the only type of stigma people face. I was appreciative to learn that those with PHYSICAL DISABILITIES are right there with us when it comes to enduring unfair and unfounded judgement. I want to know of other populations dealing with stigma. If you know of any other circumstances that invite the ignorant judgement of others, please comment below. We all need to stick together. We Are #MightyTogether #TheMighty #StopTheStigma #Education #Awareness #MentalHealth #Physicaldisability

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“It doesn’t matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.” — Confucius

A positive mindset can make all the difference, but staying positive and mindful when you crave immediate results can start to wear at even the most patient of people. It's also easy to feel you're falling short when progress doesn't come to you as quickly as first anticipated or desired. But it's vital to your long-term progress that you remember it doesn’t matter how slow you go, as long as you keep going. Whatever your goals are, momentum is still momentum. Keep the ball rolling. You're already farther ahead than you were yesterday!

#NeverGiveUp #recoveryjourney #physicalrehabilitation #ProgressIsProgress #Dailyinspiration #selfcare #Stroke #Aneurysm #strokethriver #strokerecovery #Physicaldisability #settinggoals #Motivation #FindingForward

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So lucky #Bipolar #BipolarDepression #ChronicPain #Physicaldisability #SleepApnea

Had a couple of days when my pain meds don’t seem to be working and disruptive sleep patterns have come to bite me. Of course when this happens you get those unhappy thoughts returning.
The dogs had to be walked, so they took me to the beach. We don’t have the best beach. It’s not the prettiest beach. It’s normally more windswept than anything else. But today it was like taking a happy pill. Ok we all know happy pills don’t make you happy....but it did, for at least a little while lift my spirits to a more even keel.

So I’m thankful for the small things. Thankful the rain stand away. Thankful the sun kinda came out. Thankful I live so close to the beach. Thankful the beach was almost empty. Thankful to my dogs for being needy.



What does/did C-Punk mean to you?

Hi everyone,

I'm writing an article about the C-Punk movement for a university disability newsletter and I need some C-punks out there to tell me some info. How you discovered the movement, what it means to you etc. No personal info.

Not enough people know about this!

#Disability #CerebralPalsy #Physicaldisability #CripplePunk

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I don’t know who I am anymore!

Please bare with me as this is the very first time I’ve ever posted my own thoughts on here!
It’s quite daunting but some things have been playing on my mind for far too long now, so hopefully getting it off my chest will help, or maybe help someone else. If I started at the very beginning I’d be here for days!
Anyway here goes.. I feel like I’d lost my identity when I was diagnosed with BPD in 2018 at the age of 42. For many years well since my early 20’s I knew that something was wrong mentally but I didn’t understand what it was, I’d been prescribed antidepressants and palmed off by doctors for so long until December 5th 2018 my first ever appointment seeing a psychiatrist. So with all the information and understanding of this awful illness I feel like I’ve lost who I am, I’m not sure if that makes any sense to anyone but I just want to be me again, before the diagnosis where I didn’t know what was wrong, there was no label attatched to me, I was just known as a little bit psycho. I can laugh at that at bit at least.
Does anyone else feel this way? Is ignorance bliss. I have to mention I’m not medicated due to my physical disabilities. BPD medication interacts with my Tramadol & Co-Codemol which is seratonin syndrome.. Maybe if I could be medicated for the BPD I wouldn’t feel like I do. I just want to be me again!
https://P.s Sorry if I’ve rambled..
#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #ChronicIllness #MentalHealth #Physicaldisability #Fibromyaliga #Anxiety #Depression #selfharmthoughts #Selfharm #BPDDiagnosis


I was 15 or 16 when Trayvon Martian was killed. His death sparked a catalyst, an almost dimino like effect. After his death it was like every other month another black or brown person was a victim of supremacy or police brutality. Each instance would spark national conversations about the “talk”. The conversation every black parent has with their kid about how to act when you get stopped by police or how not attract them at all. The “talk” serves as rules for survival with rules such as don’t wear a hoodie, keep your hands visible, don’t come off as aggressive and countless others. With each instance of death and violence sparking over things so trivial the rules would change, but it has reached a point where there are no rules. So my question for today is what are the rules for disabled poc? What do you do when you’re stoped by police and you’re not able to comply to a demand quickly due to your disability? How to you convey to an officer that you have a disability? #Disability #DisabilityTalk #CerebralPalsy #Physicaldisability


My review on Netflix “Special” #CerebralPalsy #Netflix

As someone with CP I do appreciate the show because it shows the journey that many of us go through experience internal ablism. Then when telling your friends and other important people in life about your disability and seeing they didn’t care after all. If they judge you about they really aren’t a friend. Rejecting help when you know you need it. The possibly having overbearing parents and longing for independence. Also showing the reality of CP the many ungraceful falls, having spams, struggles to tie a shoe, struggling to button a shirt scared to dance because of judgment.

As someone with CP who is a person of color and is straight.
I really enjoy the shows relatability also showing the parent and child dynamic. Also how the workplace reacts when he shared his disability. Also the jealousy among people within the disabied community.

The ideas and conpects that could used in the upcoming season
*Talking about his college experience
*Accommodation in workplace
*More about the jealous with the disabled community
*His past friendship
*Having more POC with disabilities as guest stars
*I would also like to see longer episodes
* More of his relationship with Kim and her background story

#CerebralPalsy #Netflix #MentalHealth #Anxiety
#Physicaldisability #LGBT #College #University


What is your experience with the Spinal Fusion Surgery as someone with Cerebral Plasy?

I’m currently in limbo if I want to get evaluated for the spinal fusion surgery. This is my first time getting surgery as an adult.
I’m also in college and wanting to work in the medical field .
I’m currently having pain in my back when standing for long periods of time. I get long winded when walking for short/ long periods of time.

I know as someone with CP who’s had 2 major surgery I just want to know what recovery was like? How was the physical therapy? How was recovery time? How long did it rake for you to walk independently?
Do you regret getting the surgery? What advice would you give?
#CerebralPalsy #SpinalFusion
#PhysicalTherapy #Recovery
#Physicaldisability #Surgery


What Netflix Crip Camp Taught Me as a Person w/a disability

I just completed watching Nexflix’s new documentary titled “Crip Camp”. I thoroughly enjoyed it I could relate to everyone and every topic feature within the documentary. I wish there where more stories or movies like this getting more light within various industries. I’m tried of being seen as someone inspiration. I just what to be seen as an equal to the human race and given equal opportunity without barriers.
#Disability #MentalHealth #CerebralPalsy #Physicaldisability #Depression #Anxiety


When people ask if you should have children

I am 19 years old, turning 20 this year, and am currently at university doing a foundation year in Computer Science. As such I’m living in the weird part of life where you have to act like an adult without knowing what that means, care for yourself for the first time and be prepared to answer all of the ‘adult’ questions in life. the main one currently: “Do you want children?” I’m hardly the first person to be asked this out of the blue, and certainly won’t be the last either, but I’ve noticed things are a bit different when my able bodied and/or neurotypical friends are asked this. For them the follow up questions are, “How many?” or “Why not?”. For me, it’s often a pause of silence followed by something to the effect of, “Is that a good idea?”
Let me emphasise and elaborate that yes, I do want kids (when I’m older, obviously, I’ve got student debt to worry about now). I don’t want them to be biologically related to me since a few different health problems seem to run in my family and I’d like to give my children the best chance as a healthy life that I can. As such I’ll likely go down the route of sperm donation and/or surrogacy depending on the gender of my further partner, as I do want to have a baby. Since this is a personal decision that involves by health and reproductive organs, I don’t really bring it up in conversations regarding said future children unless prompted and in a comfortable friendship group (or on the internet, apparently). I have, on a couple occasions, been questioned on whether I can even have children biologically anyway - as if my walking stick made me instantly infertile. Whilst I’m a firm believer that everyone’s opinion matters, when it comes to my organs it’s generally considered polite to just keep the heck out of it.
I also want to adopt a couple children, with my main priority being disabled children as they are much more likely to stay in the care system than others. When I tell the questioner this, there often isn’t time for the pause seen with the biological question. Rather people seem entitled to immediately tell me how a child might suffer from having a parent ‘like me’.
‘Like me’ doesn’t mean what it meant when I was younger; kind, smart, generous, funny. Now it means autistic (“You can’t even hug your child!”), mentally ill (“What if you get depressed again while being a parent”) and physically disabled (“Who’s going to play football with them?”). Because I cannot do everything, I am not parent material in some eyes as if there is some test I must pass to reproduce (perhaps if there was, I wouldn’t have to have these conversations). I am seen for what I cannot give rather than what I will give. My future children will be tolerant and will emphasise with others because they understand another’s situation may be different what what it seems.
It will be different, but it won’t be bad. I know they will thrive not in spite of who their dad is, but because of it. #Disability #Arthritis #Physicaldisability

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