I’m tired

I'm tired. Perhaps that's the hardest thing to explain. Because when I say I'm tired, I don't mean that I'm just 'tired', I mean that I'm tired to my very soul.   I'm tired of being a chronic pain patient. I'm tired of being in pain all the time, I'm tired of having to explain … Continue reading I’m tired

When you can’t understand that you are part of the problem – or how Mayim Bialik and her defenders are defending rape culture.

It’s Sunday. I was looking forward to a nice coffee, a few hours spent watching lazy Sunday afternoon movies, and catching up with the women in my online disability groups. We grumble about aches and pains, talk about daily life, and suggest products and things that will help each other. Instead I’m shoulder deep in … Continue reading When you can’t understand that you are part of the problem – or how Mayim Bialik and her defenders are defending rape culture.

Who’s the F***ing Snowflake?

A rundown of the past week: I posted about my past and lost a friend of 17 years who thought it was more important for me to do something they wanted me to do than that I finally felt able to say 'This is me, this is why I have PTSD.' Only a few months … Continue reading Who’s the F***ing Snowflake?

If you’re going to do battle with me, make sure you’re armed.

Today has seen me fully involved in one of my favourite types of battle, with a couple of women I don't actually know backing me up. It all started with a comment on a friend's Facebook page about his other half coming to the aid of a pregnant woman when several white men attacked an Indian man on a train because he 'looked like a terrorist,' which read:

As we mourn, let our grief strengthen our bonds. Orlando should not happen again. 

At a time when the rights of the LGBTQ community are gaining some recognition, we have been reminded of the prejudice against us with a violent act that should never have happened.  The news of what happened at Pulse nightclub in Orlando has left us devastated and hurting. We ache for the loss of so many … Continue reading As we mourn, let our grief strengthen our bonds. Orlando should not happen again. 

Make me a channel of your peace

Make me a channel of your peace: Where there is hatred, let me bring your love, Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord, And where there's doubt true faith in you. Make me a channel of your peace: Where there's despair in life, let me bring hope, Where there is darkness, only light, And where … Continue reading Make me a channel of your peace