Yellow cleaning sign with the words "cleaning in progress" with a red symbol of a mop and cleaning cart. Source: Wet Stock photos by Vecteezy Remember me? I sure hope so! My bad for taking so long to write a new blog post. Things got hectic out of nowhere. Still here, though! Yesterday, I went… Continue reading Kindness: A Rarity
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I Don’t Have To Prove It
This particular anecdote has been swirling around in the back of my head. It's hard for me to discuss because it's a bit painful but I think I should, if only because it's important especially since it occurred at the age where I was reconciling with being disabled and figuring out how it'd fit into… Continue reading I Don’t Have To Prove It
I’m Not Your Clown
Today I want to talk about humor in regards to disability. Here's what I mean: poking fun at myself just to make light of things. I also mean the type of humor that can be very hurtful and malicious. On that note, I am not endorsing anything aimed at somebody else that could be hurtful,… Continue reading I’m Not Your Clown
Thou Shalt Not Fly? Or Walk, Rather
Whenever I travel it's a generally positive experience, save for a bit of anxiety I experience about flying. Although, I'm happy to say that over the summer I conquered flying a big trip solo for the very first time. I had managed to get to the West Coast without much incident or hassle. I'm all… Continue reading Thou Shalt Not Fly? Or Walk, Rather
My First Time at Disneyland
I went on vacation to California and Hawaii this past summer. It was my first time flying solo across the country. Despite some anxiety about flying, the trip was incredible. I stayed in San Diego my first leg of the trip, with some family friends. One of the days, we drove out to Anaheim to… Continue reading My First Time at Disneyland
On the Railroad while Disabled
I had been on the Metro North railroad many times before, but this experience in particular was different. The conductor barked out the word, "Tickets!" along the aisle of the train car, followed by a click as she punched the hole in a ticket from each passenger. Soon she approached me, and as I'd just… Continue reading On the Railroad while Disabled