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"Fuck ableism" says the sticker on my wheelchair. My children and I attended national night out in our town last night. I had used up all my spoons for the day, doing laundry, so my kids encouraged me to use my wheel chair. I was hesitant, because most people in my town know me without one. Most don't even have a clue that there's anything wrong with me. I did it anyway, because it's time my disability became visible, no matter the perceived cost to my mental health. It's time I stopped ignoring my needs because I'm attempting to make my existence more palatable for everyone else.

I ran into a large group of people from my previous employer who have done nothing but throw shade at my chronic pain. They had never seen me use a wheelchair. One in this group, I keep mistakenly thinking is my friend. I wheel up to him to say hi. My son points out to him, the sticker. His response, and I quote "fuck people who use the word ableism". I froze in that moment with fear. This was, after all, what I was afraid of, and I manifested it. I'm NOT operating from a place of fear anymore, when it comes to my right to take up space in this beautiful broken body i was blessed with. I will no longer cower, simply because this broken body takes up a space that makes others uncomfortable.

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I need this on a t-shirt

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🌸✨💕Some days I be feeling bad about my body type until I remember I’ts a work of art💕✨🌸

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this is an appreciation post for people with big chests and big waists. big butts and big thighs as well. tiny waists and tiny chests. small thighs and a small butt.

I was thirteen when I realized that the media glorified certain parts of my body only. as a plus size girl, I had only certain components deemed 'desirable.' I was thirteen when I realized that my slender classmates and I looked at each other's bodies and wished. we were both listening to the 'big titties tiny waist' rhetoric; I wanted their tiny waist, and they wanted my big titties, and neither of us was happy. they wanted my booty. I wanted their small thighs and calves.

and we were all so, so, heart-breakingly beautiful.

this is an appreciation post for people whose bodies defy stereotypes and what is deemed 'desirable.' you are a beautiful body in a beautiful world; all of your curves and all of your edges. your worth is not based on what serotypes are currently deemed 'desirable' because you do not exist to be desired. you are enough. you are loved <33

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Do you agree with the hippie spirit? is gender diversity ?

Hello all hippies. This is a design that I am proud of. What do you think of this pillow?

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Translated to english

Eventjes stil

De afgelopen weken was het stil op deze site. Het had een reden. Het was gewoon even allemaal te veel Zoals je misschien weet zit ik nog met een burn-out thuis. Ondanks dat ik niet werk, kan het me soms allemaal teveel worden. Zo had ik een paar weken geleden veel belangrijke afspraken na elkaar. Ik moest op dinsdag naar de bedrijfsarts voor een laatste gesprek, op woensdag naar de GGZ voor een…

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“I overcame my disabilities, so there’s no reason anyone else can’t.”

Ok. That is some of the most ignorant, thoughtless nonsense I’ve ever heard. If you want to be inspiration porn to able-bodied people, whoop-dee-do for you. But you know NOTHING about anyone else’s disability besides your own.

No amount of trying hard has ever made a staircase turn into a wheelchair ramp, ever. For some disabled people, just showering can be an all day event that they have to spend the next several days recovering from. A lot of disabled people can’t even leave their homes due to safety/health concerns, inaccessibility, fear of worsening their symptoms/conditions, etc.

 My brother has Down Syndrome. He will never be able to be employed or live as an adult without supervision. I have CRPS/RSD, and no amount of gritting my teeth or lifestyle changes or whatever other marketable buzzword you can think of will make it possible for me to have full mobility. I cannot run, stand or walk for long, walk on uneven ground, wear most kinds of shoes, etc. That is my reality, and I’d love to see you try to “overcome” living in pain with bizarre symptoms every single minute of every single day for the rest of your life you ignorant little shit. 

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you ever feel like you need to gentle parent yourself mentally?

"Hey, you're almost there. Just get this over with and then you can go home and do whatever you'd like."

"I know you want to eat pizza, but you need to have *some* healthy meals. Finish off your groceries and then you can order pizza for the weekend <3"

"Yeah...yeah I know it's tough kiddo, but it's gonna be okay. Just take a deep breath."

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You don’t teach your children not to hit people by hitting them.

You don’t teach your children not to scream by screaming at them.

You don’t teach your children to be respectful by disrespecting them.

You don’t teach your children how to do anything by subjecting them to physical, emotional, or verbal abuse as a form of discipline.

The type of parents you have makes all the difference and when someone has good and secure parents and comes from a loving and safe home it eliminates them having to suffer from trauma built up in a place that’s meant to be safe for them and inflicting that same pain on others. I hope that this generation grows up to be better parents and heals from the things our parents have done to them.

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Learning how to gentle parent while in constant chronic pain is a slow journey.

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Just because I’m smiling it doesn’t mean that I’m not in pain.

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I trying more than anyone knows

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I don't think doctors and abled people can conceptualize the amount of pain we're in daily because we still function somewhat...but that function wasn't a choice, it's either that or rot and die.

We had such abysmal pain management, were stuck for ages, that it was either literally die or die of boredom and no life as the options (and comparatively still have no life) or try and muster up and deal with the pain and semi-function so you have any semblance of a life.

Unfortunately, that inadvertently dooms us. Either way you're screwed whether you're bed bound from pain or trying to muster a semblance of a life though. They won't believe you because it either "can't be that bad" and you're "overreacting" or "how can you be in that much pain yet still function? You therefore can't possibly be."

No. I just didn't have a choice and was tired of being stuck in a cell.

You don't get used to it, it doesn't really get easier, but you'll be in pain either way, so you try for anything. What they don't understand is it's not really living, just surviving with no other choices. People say we're resilient and inspiring, but they don't see the only other option is to die