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.
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.