The overwhelming amount of issues plaguing the disability community have buried me alive. The most painful of them come from supposed allies, people who wave bright banners of social justice only to throw the disabled under the bus when it really counts. Fighting against this kind of injustice has made me a lot of enemies, and frankly, I can’t do it in the same capacity any longer.Read More
Dear Sparkly Friends,
Have I mentioned lately that I love you? Because I do, and I don’t say it enough. You’ve helped keep me afloat these past three years of...well, not silence, but...let’s say muffled screaming. There’s no way I can sugar coat it. It’s been Hell. No exaggeration, there were dark times that I questioned if, years before, I had been successful in a suicide attempt, and what I was experiencing was the likes of Annie’s fate in “What Dreams May Come.” Except, I was even more screwed because I died without marrying my soulmate, so I was just stuck there forever, in a nightmare-loop.