On Being a Feminist Activist with PTSD

[TRIGGER WARNING for sexual assault, domestic violence, and bullying.]

Being an activist is hard work even for the healthiest, most well-adjusted soul. Being a feminist activist is especially difficult given the number of threatening, misogynist messages we get on a daily basis from just about everywhere. But being a feminist activist with disabilities? Now that’s a challenge. Continue reading

Pushing Forward

I don’t believe in bright-side, think happy bullshit. I’m too crazy for that, personally. I can’t smile my way out a depression. I can’t calm a mania just by doing some yoga or taking a relaxing bath. That doesn’t mean that I don’t wish I could. It does mean, however, that I fly into a rage of a thousand angry cats when someone suggests that I try one of the aforementioned “cures.” Continue reading

Visible Self, Invisible Disabilities

My name is Jennifer. I am 32 years old, and I am disabled.

People like me are not a dime a dozen – but we are around, more so than you know. Many disabilities are completely invisible. Take one of mine, for example: I have something called ankylosing spondylitis. (Say that five times fast.) In layman’s terms, my hip joints are fusing together, as are the vertebrae of my spine. I can walk, sure; just not for too long. Stairs I can take, as long as there are only about ten, and I have someone helping me up. The rest of the time, I’m in a wheelchair. Someday, that wheelchair will be my home. (That reminds me: find bumper sticker that says “My other car is a TARDIS” or something corny of the like, and start decorating the back of that thing.)

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A Day in the Life of a Fourteen Year Old Boy with Autism

A friend of the family needed this information for a college speech class.  I had a little bit of fun with it along the way, and I thought you might appreciate reading it this weekend or whenever you get the chance.  I tried to tell it from his perspective, so enjoy it in the spirit in which it was intended.  I love my boy and I try hard to understand him and teach him things in a way that will make sense to him. Continue reading