The Quality of My Life

Have you ever contemplated the worth of your life? What is my disabled life worth? Anything?

The Ebb and Flow of Trauma

Trigger warning: Sexual assault June has once again arrived. One of my personalities deleted all of the social media apps … More

Luered to TikTok for Advocacy

It was only days after my official autism diagnosis that I felt compelled to download and install an app I … More

My Bendy Brain: Mental Health and Ehlers-Danlos

Before I go too far, let me preface this. Unlike some of my articles that have been extensively researched, this … More

A Balm for the Bruises and Bends:

Managing My Ehlers-Danlos with Cannabis I have made no secret of the fact that I endure a considerable amount of … More

Autism Awareness: Accepting a New Diagnosis

April is Autism Acceptance (and Awareness) month. What better month to ask some questions of my therapist and get to … More

Contrasts of a Confection

During my poetry class, we were given an assignment to write two contrasting poems about the same substance. One of … More

Screaming Secrets: An Original Poem

Screaming Secrets The wronged shrieked from their fingertips, silenced no longer, Empowered by consent, Enraged from words not welcomed … More

Three Years With A Home

In spite of the fact I was living with no running water and only the sparsely-available electricity of a small solar panel in a fifth-wheel I called ‘home’ with a husband as temporary as the broken-down RV, I applied to Southern New Hampshire University…

Asking for Help

What happens when a disabled person can no longer care for themselves and their home? Asking for help seems simple, perhaps, for those who’ve never had to, but for those of us who are used to doing for ourselves, it is quite complex.