Hello disabled comrades! I can’t believe we’re entering a new year… which is year six of the pandemic, hooray. I’m a firm believer that we must always have revolutionary optimism, but I can’t say it hasn’t been hard for the past few years as more and more leftists have abandoned COVID precautions. But as disabled people, we keep agitating, we keep organizing, and we keep going. Solidarity in the face of pandemic eugenics, always.
As always, we ask that in order to participate in the weekly megathread, one self-identifies as some form of disabled, which is broadly defined in the community sidebar:
“Disability” is an umbrella term which encompasses physical disabilities, emotional/psychiatric disabilities, neurodivergence, intellectual/developmental disabilities, sensory disabilities, invisible disabilities, and more. You do not have to have an official diagnosis to consider yourself disabled.
Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
Does anyone else feel that their illness/disability has left them mentally and emotionally stunted? After years of being unable to work or have a social life, I’m noticing more and more how people the same ag as me seem so much older. I feel like I’m mentally and emotionally stuck at a younger age after missing out on so many milestones and experiences in life.
I feel like I’m just waiting for my life to reach the ending. A lot of my friends have moved on with life and I don’t leave the house much anymore. I haven’t been able to work in over a decade.
Same here. I’m just waiting for a chance for assisted suicide, because I’ve tried once myself before and it ended very badly. Unsuccessful and very painful with lasting effects. I’m hoping to go to dignitas. Of course I can’t afford it, but they apparently do discounts or pro bono for people on low incomes. However, you have to be a member of dignitas for this, and it costs a small amount to join. I can’t afford the joining fee right now, but maybe if I get my benefits sorted I can. Or perhaps it will become legal in the UK.
i feel this a lot. i genuinely don’t really know how to interact with people irl anymore because of it and it seems like it gets worse the more the years go by.
Same here. Not that I even get to talk to many people in real life any more, but when I do, and they’re the same age as me, I feel like a kid talking to someone decades older. They’ve all had normal lives while I’ve been at home ill for years and missed out on everything. Some of them even talk to me in a tone of voice like they think I have special needs or something, really patronising.
yea… ( ꈨຶ ˙̫̮ ꈨຶ )