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cyarskaren52 · 2 years ago
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Major CW: R*pe, CSA, ab*se, abortion
#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #MyBodyMyChoice #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #EndRapeCulture #AbolitionNow #ProAbortion #AbortionIsHealthcare #RoeVWade #abortion #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #EndSlutShaming #intersectional #AbortionRights #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #Leftist #FreeHealthcare #TransRights #TransRightsAreHumanRights #GirlsJustWantToHaveFundamentalRights #BeGayDoCrimes #BeGayDoCrime
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cyarsk52-20 · 2 years ago
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#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #DisabledAndCute #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #EndRapeCulture #AbolitionNow #ProAbortion #AbortionIsHealthcare #RoeVWade #abortion #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #EndSlutShaming #intersectional #AbortionRights #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #Leftist #DisabilityPride #TransRights #TransRightsAreHumanRights #GirlsJustWantToHaveFundamentalRights #Accessability #Spoonie #ChronicallyIll #ChronicIllness
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cyarskj52 · 2 years ago
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#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #MyBodyMyChoice #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #EndRapeCulture #AbolitionNow #ProAbortion #AbortionIsHealthcare #RoeVWade #abortion #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #EndSlutShaming #intersectional #AbortionRights #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #Leftist #FreeHealthcare #TransRights #TransRightsAreHumanRights #GirlsJustWantToHaveFundamentalRights #BeGayDoCrimes #BeGayDoCrime
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90363462 · 2 years ago
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harriet-de-g · 2 years ago
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Moins d'inspiration, plus de fierté.
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Circuler dans l'espace social avec un handicap visible, c'est oublier le droit à l'anonymat. Dans l'espace public, vous n'êtes pas vous, mais l'handicapéE1 : un concept, qui n'a pas grand chose à voir avec qui vous êtes la plupart du temps. Je ne vais pas ici réinventer le concept de préjugés, pourtant les aprioris sur les handiEs sont en apparence plutôt positifs. Nous serions aimables et braves, notamment parce que nous avons su faire de notre faiblesse une force.
Alors c'est quoi le problème ?
Le plus évident : nous ne sommes pas un bloc monolithique. Ces qualités sont surtout des injonctions faites par nos familles, soignantEs, éducateurices. Nos proches, mais aussi la société dans son ensemble valoriseront nos capacités à ne pas se plaindre, sourire et à faire preuve de gratitude constante. Souvent dévisagés, il faut apprendre à se faire invisibles et ne pas trop déranger celleux incapable de gérer la détresse supposée ou réelle qu'implique l'existence d'un handicap. Pour exister dans l'espace public, l'astuce sera de développer un talent suffisant pour compenser ses lacunes, à la façon des rares artistes ou athlètes handicapéEs qui sont érigées sur un piédestal.
En refusant ces injonctions, on ne refuse pas simplement d'être une inspiration, c'est notre humanité qui se retrouve dans la balance. En exprimant nos colères, nos désaccords, nous nous exposons fréquemment à la violence des personnes face à nous. Il n'est d'ailleurs pas rare que dans ces cas, nos handicaps soient remis en cause et que l'on soit accuséE de mentir ou d'exagérer. Si nombres d'handiEs ont parfaitement conscience de ce jeu social et tentent d'en tirer parti, d'autres n'en ont pas la possibilité. Les personnes toxicomanes, psychiatrisées, ou ne répondant pas aux normes de genre ou d'esthétiques (notamment de poids), sont stigmatisées. Le handicap devient la preuve d'une faille personnelle qui justifie de mauvais traitements. Que ce soit la paresse, une mauvaise hygiène de vie, le manque de volonté, les jugements à la hâte se multiplient. On passe d'une situation subie à méritée, qui justifierait le manque d'empathie.
Il existe une attente non formulée de la façon dont nous handies, devrions nous comporter en société, une façon appropriée de répondre à la somme des agressions qui marquent nos quotidiens. Nous devrions demander poliment le respect de notre intégrité, prendre peu d'espace, demander le moins d'aides possibles. Et comme les enfants, nous sommes sanctionnéEs durement en cas de manquements.
Dépasser son handicap
Ces représentations, en dehors de leurs caractères problématiques, sont souvent les seules qualités mises en avant lorsque l'on parle de handicap. C'est comme-ci, malgré l'immense diversité de vécus, les handiEs n'avaient le droit qu'à un modèle de vie, à nos dépens parfois, au service des valides toujours. Peu surprenant donc que beaucoup de concernéEs y adhèrent sans les remettre en question. La plupart du temps le handicap est décrit par ses manques, ses incapacités, sans nuances pour la multitude de réalités que le terme recouvre. Être handiE, c'est évoluer dans un monde qui nous renvoie constamment à nos failles vis-à-vis de la norme et avec l'idée qu'il faut développer certaines qualités pour les combler.
Beaucoup de personnes concernées tiennent alors un discours où il est question de dépasser son handicap, d'en faire une force, ou de réussir malgré son handicap. Un mode de pensé qui est socialement valorisé et qui permet à celleux qui le partagent de se faire une place parmi les valides en tant qu'inspiration. Une fois enfermée dans ce rôle, comment parvenir à s'exprimer en tant qu'individuE, à l'identité parfois complexe, parler de ses réussites autant que de ses difficultés, être humainE, hors du stéréotype ?
Encore une fois, cela revient à dire que le handicap est d’abord une affaire personnelle et de dépassement de soi. Pas besoin de créer des systèmes de solidarités, puisque les exceptions visibles prouvent que « c'est possible ». Plus encore que pour la population générale, les handiEs doivent montrer des qualités morales supérieures, attirer la sympathie autour d'elleux pour faire valoir leurs droits. La pression à l'exemplarité n'est pas juste un vague sentiment qui pèsent sur nos égos, mais la conscience que nous sommes en sursis. Car être trop "inadaptéEs", signifie souvent être condamné à l'exil, dans des institutions à l’abri des regards. Tout aussi banale, inintéressante que peut être une personne handie, cela ne devrait l'empêcher d'être reconnue, soutenue ou d'avoir accès à des conditions de vie dignes et libres.
Pour une intelligence crip
S'il est difficile de faire des généralités pour l'intégralité d'une communauté, on peut néanmoins supposer que des expériences semblables nous poussent à développer des qualités communes. Peu mise en valeur, elle nous permettent, en tant que crip, de survivre. Moins spectaculaire, ces savoirs acquis sont essentiels au quotidien et pour s'organiser en tant que groupe humain. En réalité, beaucoup de personnes en profitent sans saisir à quel point elles sont le fruit d'un travail précieux.
Parce que c'est important de s'en souvenir, pour la cultiver ou en être fière, petite liste loin d'être exhaustive de forme d'intelligence crip :
Être capable d'écouter une personne en détresse sans nécessairement chercher à trouver des solutions immédiates ou à donner des conseils.
Être capable de lire les signes de détresses, de douleurs, de fatigues, et faire preuve d'empathie.
Développer malgré soi un certain talent pour l'administratif, le système D, la débrouille et partager ses savoirs. Reconnaître qu'il n'existe pas toujours de solution idéale, que l'on fait parfois comme on peut avec les moyens du bord.
Faire confiance à son corps, connaitre ses limites et les négocier selon ses termes uniquement. Savoir se reposer sans culpabilité.
Comprendre que l'existence et la valeur d'un être humain ne se mesure pas à une somme d’accomplissements, qu'il y a une vie en dehors du travail.
Comprendre qu'il y a moult façon d'être sexuelLE, lorsque que c'est le cas. Qu'il existe autant de manière d'avoir du plaisir et d'explorer qu'il existe de corps, sans besoin de hiérarchiser.
Apprendre à développer des systèmes de solidarité, à demander de l'aide, à l'offrir encore à celleux qui auront du mal à accepter. Ne jamais agir sans accord de l'autre, et respecter les différentes temporalités.
Ne pas prendre les choses personnellement et accorder le bénéfice du doute. Reconnaître qu'il y a peut-être plus que ce qui est perceptible au premier abord.
Appréhender nos relations humaines avec soin et cultiver des liens profonds fait des bons moments mais aussi de soutient et de compréhension.
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1Quand vous n'êtes pas juste « le fauteuil »
Sources :
Care Work: Dreaming Disability Justice, Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha
Stella Young, conférence TEDx "je ne suis pas votre source d'inspiration, merci bien"
le drapeau de la fierté handicapée 👇🏽 ( pour en savoir plus sur la symbolique checkez l'alt txt)
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Image : Tina Modotti (lire le texte alternatif pour plus d'infos).
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irishwolfmother · 2 years ago
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It's Wednesday my dudes. *Screeches* Follow me over on #twitch to see a lot more of me in ears,shanagins and some fun art and game stuff ! . . . . . . #thewolfden #twitchireland #selfie #dyedhair #makeup #ears #fauxears #irishtwitchstreamer #irishtwitch #irishtwitchaffiliate #twitchgirlgamer #twitchgamer #twitchgaming #twitchart #twitchartist #disabledtwitchstreamer #disabledtwitch #disabledandcute #disabledandproud https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkF0nQLaYT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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jamiecormier · 4 months ago
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I'm Backkk!!!!
Hey Everyone, Sorry for the “hiatus”. Things got chaotic but in a good way for the most part. In March 2023, I returned to Baylor in Houston and got the results of my bloodwork – My “Chromosome Microdeletion” is 15.21.1-15.21.2 (its rather small) and very rare. there is no other deletion exactly like mine, there are some that are similar, but I am a medical anomaly (as if I didn’t know that…
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alishawhittam · 5 months ago
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Taylor Swift The Eras Tour Anfield
Friday 14th June 2024 will be a day I remember for the rest of my life as it is the day we got to see Taylor Swift The Eras Tour live at Anfield. This day was months in the making for us. For me, it meant lots of rest in the hope that I could enjoy the day with as little pain as possible. My Daughter Becks had been counting down the minutes, she had been thinking about her outfit for a year, and she knew exactly what she wanted down to the makeup look and body glitter.
Luckily we had gone to Anfield a few days early so that she could get all the Merch she wanted as she did not miss out on anything, she spent just under £200 in less than 5 minutes. Seeing the crowds trying to get into the store that night we knew we made the right decision.
Our day started early, I made a silly mistake, I left it to the day of the concert to dye my hair and cover up the millions of grey hairs that made my face look so much older. Luckily I had Becks to dye it for me as it's not something I can do for myself anymore.
Our amazing Hairdresser was coming early to cut Becks' hair and blow-dry mine which was one less thing to worry about. I had gone from really long to short as I just couldn't manage it any more and it made such a difference to my confidence.
While we started the day early I knew I still had time to rest if I needed it. I had prepped my body on the run-up to this night by resting lots and reducing any adrenaline spikes, while I felt a little tired I was adamant that nothing was going to ruin this for us.
What was I going to wear?
While I hadn't planned my outfit, I had bought a few new pieces as options. All day, I had been experiencing awful cramping pains that I was just going to ignore because nothing could ruin today.
The first outfit I tried was a long tulle skirt in a beautiful light almost a mint shade of green to go with this Merino wool jumper I had splurged on from Abercrombie & Fitch it was just the right shade to coordinate not colour block. While it was an option everything was coming down to the weather.
Becks had been planning her outfit since we confirmed the tickets in 2023. She wanted a denim jacket with lots of sparkles. I went a bit crazy with the sparkle order just to make sure that she had more than enough to do everything she wanted, as the jacket didn't arrive in time she had to sit up all night the night before glueing sparkles onto her jacket but it looked amazing.
I had ordered a Levis Denim jacket from Depop which became a nightmare. Seller 1 cancelled the order and even after telling the second seller that I wanted this jacket before the 10th of June it wasn't sent on time, this was stress I didn't need.  This meant Becks had to take a quick trip into Kirkby town centre the day before and luckily she found a black denim jacket in The British Heart Foundation.
On a Facetime call with Becks the week before I got the feeling she didn't love the outfit she had planned so I sent her lots of dress inspo pictures from House of CB and Abercrombie, nothing was going to ruin this day for her. I was going to make sure she got an outfit that she was excited about, she didn't need much encouragement to go shopping. While she was in Abercrombie & Fitch she FaceTimed me from the changing room with the biggest smile on her face, she had fallen in love with the green-tiered maxi dress so she simply had to have it.
In the UK you have to dress for the weather and while it had said rain we had very few clouds in the sky so just in case I had a spare jumper and blanket put in my bag. 
The outfit for the night ended up being green pants that had a green and white block design from River Island and a black flowy top with a black faux leather biker jacket, I did want to change into a white flowy top but changing the black bra was going to cost me too many spoons. After getting Becks to check we had everything a million times we finally left the house.
Pack everything just in case
Before leaving the house, I make sure to bring everything I might need. The most crucial item is medication; I always carry the next dose with me in case I need it. In addition, I also carry a TENS machine to help manage particularly bad pain. my pain relief 
As I was getting ready to attendoud music and flashing lights, I knew I needed to bring dark glasses and ear protection. I always keep a blanket scarf rolled uprticular night, I also packed a cardigan to keep me warm. The cold or chills can quickly worsen any night, especially if it's a bad pain night. When I get chills, it feels like my bones are made of ice, no matter how warm it is.
I did put a small make-up bag in as I hoped once we got there I could have put a little make-up on but the closest I got to put on make-up was a little lip gloss. With large dark glasses, most of my face was covered anyway.
The Journey to Anfield
I had never ventured this far in my wheelchair before, so I was feeling a bit nervous. Luckily, Kirkby has a new train station with flat pavement all the way, making the journey much easier. This was my first time traveling by train in a wheelchair, and I wasn't sure if we needed to inform the station in advance to arrange for a ramp. It's not like they give you a handbook for being a wheelchair user. Fortunately, the new station at Kirkby was fantastic, and the staff were incredibly helpful. Despite my high anxiety, Becks remained cool as a cucumber throughout the journey.
Becks suggested getting off at Kirkdale instead of Sandhills, where there are large pavement drops. Getting off at Kirkdale was easy, but getting to Anfield was difficult. There were few lowered kerb stones and many of them were blocked by parked cars, making the 30-minute journey quite challenging. I had to backtrack multiple times and even navigate busy roads in order to find a lowered kerb stone to get back onto the pavement safely.

Goosebumps every time
The sight of the bustling crowds heading towards that beautiful fortress of a football stadium fills me with immense pride as a Scouser. The Scouse girls, as always, looked absolutely stunning, but their allure seemed to reach ethereal levels for the Taylor Swift concert. As we neared the stadium, it was the men who drew our attention, men dressed impeccably some donning Travis Kelce jerseys and others adorned in shimmering attire with the most exquisite makeup. However, it was the ladies who truly left us in awe with their breathtaking appearance.
Becks had been dreaming of seeing Taylor Swift for years and I wanted her to have the night of her life. With my Princess in love with her new outfit, her make-up look planned out and having had her hair done in the morning by Our Amazing Hairdresser it all came together perfectly, she looked amazing. Getting to record her walking up to Anfield with the jacket she had worked so hard on sparkly in the sun it was a real proud Mum moment.
First Class
From the first person we encountered outside the ground, we were blown away by the whole team at Anfield, I can't sing their praises high enough. The first young gentleman did not know the answer to our question so he went away and asked a colleague. I can't stress this enough but there were people everywhere and yet he came back to us and then took us to the gate we needed to go through, amazing.
Once we got to the door one member of staff asked for our tickets. Before I left for the stadium I had sent a message to @LFCHelp on X (or Twitter) as I needed a larger bag than was allowed. I disclosed to them what would be in the bag to ask if it was ok. I explained this to them and they asked if they could check it which is what the gentleman on X had said would happen. They then put bag searched tags on my bag and Becks' bag they scanned our tickets and called the lift for us. 
I can not sing the praises of Liverpool Football Club high enough. This was my first time at Anfield since I got ill, for me this was a huge thing as every other time I had been to Anfield I was able-bodied and I never had to think about a toilet stall large enough to fit my wheelchair in or the best place to go to order at the concessions stand. As someone with a disability, I have had people look at the chair not me, I even had a lady tell me that I was too young to be in a wheelchair. Anfield held so many amazing memories for me and I didn't want to feel any different being there. 
One gentleman from the team came to escort us to our seats, when we got there he told us where everything was. He was so warm, and welcoming he even came over once the show had ended. We had stayed back a little so I could put a cardigan on before we left and he was asking how our night was, he even told us how amazing Pink was the last time she performed. It was so nice to talk to someone who truly loves their job Our Club and that amazing stadium as much as we do.

Friday 14th June 
The moment she sang that first note and I saw my baby girl cry tears of joy I was a mess. So I grabbed her hand and we sang along with every word, OK Becks sang every word to every song, towards the end I hit the wall and I couldn't keep my eyes open that is nothing against Taylor Swift she was incredible, my illness just cut me off and I couldn't fight it anymore. I still haven't admitted that to Becks. I had to take another dose of Oramorph towards the end of the concert as this pain was getting a lot more severe, adding that to already doing so much more than my body can handle and I was clocked out. I'm still incredibly proud that I managed to leave the house.
Seeing Becks so happy, singing and dancing along to every word, and me giving my all singing along with a bit of wheelchair dancing (the top half moved a bit), I will remember that night for the rest of my life.
If you get a chance to see The Eras Tour grab hold of the tickets with both hands, take your dancing shoes and sing along to every single song with wild abandon. Seeing Rebecca so happy made the night even more magical, I don't think she sat down all night, she danced her little legs off. Taylor's songs have played a cathartic role in her life, we have an amazing relationship but sometimes you have to play Taylor Swift on repeat after a bad day or a shitty situation. After a few bad weeks in my own life trust me it helps. 
As soon as I can I will be sharing more on my YouTube channel, so please make sure you subscribe if you haven't already. I have put lots of Taylor Swift videos up already, please click below to go to my channel, I appreciate it 🫶

Love Always 
Alisha 🫶
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mobilityshop · 1 year ago
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How the Ugo Chair Gave Me Back More Than Mobility
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Okay, real talk: wheelchairs used to be the bane of my existence. Heavy, clunky, impossible to fit in a regular car? Forget spontaneous adventures - even getting groceries felt like an Olympic event. But then, enter the Ugo Esteem Lightweight Self-Propelled Wheelchair: a game-changer that's as light as my sass and smooth as my Spotify jams.
This isn't your grandma's wheelchair. This is a sleek, featherweight warrior that folds smaller than your backpack and fits in my trunk like a best friend. Imagine: weekend trips planned on a whim, conquering coffee shops with zero struggle, and even saying "hasta la vista" to sidewalk bumps. The Ugo makes it all possible, without sacrificing an ounce of comfort or safety.
We're talking plush padding that feels like a throne, puncture-proof tires for worry-free rolling, and adjustable footrests to find your perfect chill zone. And for those moments when life throws a curb your way? Attendant brakes and handy stepper tubes got your back (or should I say, wheels?).
Here's why the Ugo is my new ride-or-die:
Featherweight champion: Folds like origami, weighs less than a hangry teenager's phone.
Comfort king: Padded for the road, smooth ride thanks to those puncture-proof tires.
Adventurer's dream: Folds flat, fits in most cars, conquer curbs like a boss.
Safety first: Attendant brakes and lap belt for worry-free rolling.
Customizable comfort: Adjustable footrests and seat widths mean one size doesn't fit all (finally!).
The Ugo isn't just a chair, it's a passport to freedom. It's the reason I can finally say "yes" to impromptu plans, explore new cafes, and rediscover the joy of spontaneity. It's independence on wheels, and it's everything I never knew I needed.
So ditch the limitations, grab your shades, and go roll with the best. Check out the u go wheelchair and let the adventures begin! ✌️
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cyarsk5230 · 1 year ago
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#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #MyBodyMyChoice #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #EndRapeCulture #AbolitionNow #ProAbortion #AbortionIsHealthcare #RoeVWade #abortion #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #EndSlutShaming #intersectional #AbortionRights #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #Leftist #FreeHealthcare #TransRights #TransRightsAreHumanRights #GirlsJustWantToHaveFundamentalRights #BeGayDoCrimes #BeGayDoCrime
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cyarskaren52 · 2 years ago
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Denied access to bathrooms has been utilized throughout history to force BIPOC, women and other marginalized groups out of the public sphere. This is not about “protecting women”. This is about hate. This is about control. This is about upholding white cis heteronormativity.
#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #MyBodyMyChoice #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #EndRapeCulture #AbolitionNow #ProAbortion #AbortionIsHealthcare #RoeVWade #abortion #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #EndSlutShaming #intersectional #AbortionRights #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #Leftist #FreeHealthcare #TransRights #TransRightsAreHumanRights #GirlsJustWantToHaveFundamentalRights #BeGayDoCrimes #BeGayDoCrime
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cyarsk52-20 · 2 years ago
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#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #RoeVWade #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #intersectional #AbortionRights #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #DisabledAndCute #DisabilityPride #ChronicallyIll #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #Spoonie #MadPride #CripTheVote #WheelChairLife #LongCovid #DisabledRights #LongCovidRecovery #AutoimmuneDisease #EhlersDanlosSyndrome #LongCovidSymptoms #POTS #GirlsJustWannaHaveFundamentalRights #haes
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cyarskj52 · 2 years ago
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#IntersectionalFeminism #IntersectionalFeminismmm #MyBodyMyChoice #Intersectional #AbortionAccess #EndRapeCulture #AbolitionNow #ProAbortion #AbortionIsHealthcare #RoeVWade #abortion #feminist #feminism #intersectionality #EndSlutShaming #intersectional #AbortionRights #DisabilityRights #DisabledAndProud #SmashThePatriarchy #ProChoice #Leftist #FreeHealthcare #TransRights #TransRightsAreHumanRights #GirlsJustWantToHaveFundamentalRights #BeGayDoCrimes #BeGayDoCrime
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90363462 · 2 years ago
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CW: Police Brutality (mentions- no photos or footage)
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brightlotusmoon · 1 year ago
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From the Facebook page Autistic Women And Nonbinary Network.
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Such an important post!
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“Disabled kids grow up to be disabled adults. If they’re getting questions now imagine dealing with that for the rest of your life.
Empower them with the choice to choose to answer if they want to but equally they can tell someone to fuuuuck right off or whatever the child equivalent of that is 🤷🏻‍♀️.
Checking in with your kid to see how they feel about being asked these questions. Maybe they don’t mind, maybe they like talking about it and that’s cool but also maybe they don’t so let’s give them options for that too.”
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Sharing a disabled kids medical details to anyone who asks, doesn’t normalise disability. It normalises disabled people being seen as medical curiosities.
You wouldn’t expect a nondisabled kid to share details of their last doctors appointment with a stranger on the street so why do we expect disabled kids to?
I’m disabled and so is one of my kids. A really lovely well meaning person with a toddler in tow asked my husband if it was ok to ask about my sons leg brace. My husband said no it wasn’t (never fancied him more).
It’s not because it’s a big shameful secret. It’s just what do you think it is? It’s quite obviously a device that helps him walk, you know like how glasses are a device to help you see. Do you need to interrupt our day for that?
With other kids and adults our kid knows that he can answer if he wants. He can make up a story if he wants. He can tell em “My Mum said I don’t have to answer that” if he wants and sometimes he just eye rolls and walks away.
Disabled kids shouldn’t have to be mini educators around their medical conditions. They should get the same privacy and autonomy as anyone else. They should just get to be kids.
Maybe your kid doesn’t mind having their medical details shared with strangers now but will they feel the same as a teen? As an adult? Explaining to them from a young age that their medical details aren’t public property and it’s their choice whether to share or not is one of the most empowering things you can do for them.
# DisabledParenting # DisabledAndProud
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irishwolfmother · 2 years ago
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Join myself and the wolf den in welcoming @cosmicdreamergames to dawn her cosmic wolf fur and join us power washing simulator! Oh boy, do we have a special client for this power washing job! 👀 Tune in tomorrow, 6:30pm Irish time to see what chaos unfolds! . . . . . . . . #powerwashingsimulator #twitch #twitchcollab #twitchirl #twitchstreamers #twitchgamers #gamers #disabledtwitchstreamer #disabledtwitch #disabledandproud #disabledgamer #irishtwitchstreamer #irishtwitchaffiliate #irishwolfmother #cosmicdreamergames https://www.instagram.com/p/Com9JyyrDNc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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