A Bunch Of Resources I've Found As I've Been Learning About Canes And How To Use Them ...

I hate when I'm told not to be bitter, not to be angry, like that's not what kept me alive for so long. The bitterness of having to push through to prove people wrong, to use my existence as a giant "fuck you", you want me to be soft? fuck you.

“You’re so strong for that..”

Thanks but that’s not all I am, let me be sad, frustrated, fearful, or even God Forbid- let me be soft.

biggest thing that pisses me off is people trying to talk someone out of a mobility aid, first off; what makes you think you know their needs more than them? what makes you think you know the amount of pain, imbalance, fatigue, etc symptoms they're going through?? Are you living in their body? NO!

—Ursula K. Le Guin, from a 1988 interview, collected in Ursula K. Le Guin: The Last Interview: and Other Conversations (Melville House, 2019)

i will now be sharing poetry

spent a week offline and write poetry, the real question is do I share that madness under the guise of “girlblogging”

Casually daydreaming about the mobility aids I think would help me, ya know, like every able bodied person does.

pissed off and wrote a poem

i was not made for this world, spiritually and physically I stand out of place.

Softness is strength