I’m not your token blind girl

You have a visual impairment? but you look so normal. Having an invisible disability doesn't mean I'm pretending or faking. I don't say I have a disability just to gain some pathetic knee-jerk sympathy. I mean who in their right mind would want to hear this, 'Oh I'm so sorry for you, your life must... Continue Reading →


Be your own advocate … be your golden ticket to your future.

In today's post, I want to write about a period of my life that I both look back on fondly but also have some bad vibes about. I'm talking of course of my time in mainstream secondary education. I remember I used to hate school. Not because I didn't like learning. No, I hated school... Continue Reading →

Disability isn’t scary

Being visually impaired isn't the be-all and end-all of who or what I am. My 'dis'ability affects the way that I have come to approach certain situations and may mean I take longer to do certain other things but that doesn't make me my disability. It has shaped who I am as a person ...... Continue Reading →

A massive middle finger to all chauvinistic pigs who grounds the rest of us down under their ponssy heals.

To anyone out there who thinks it's ok to demoralize, stigmatize, belittle, degrade, squeeze the life out of someone, emotionally destroy someone based on their gender, disability, sexual orientation, race, religion or cultural background I am baffled, ashamed outraged and sickened. Give me three logical, unemotional reasons why you are better than anyone else that... Continue Reading →

I’m not disabled, society makes me so

Do able-bodied children instinctively know how to cook a roast dinner? NO!!! Do able-bodied children instinctively know how to make their bed? NO!!! Do able-bodied children instinctively know how to cross the road safely? NO!!! Do able-bodied children instinctively know how to read/write, tell the time or count money? NO!!! Do able-bodied children instinctively know... Continue Reading →


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