Broken Lives Matter

I've seen the picture of Aliya being carried away. Carried. Violently. It has come to this. As human beings, we don't  owe you our diagnoses. We don't  owe you an explanation. We do not  owe you our time and patience and understanding as we communicate in words you understand why certain things that come easily to you are not easy for us. If someone with Autism or a TBI was lying , what would it benefit them? They might have to go through a battery of unnecessary tests to prove competency, or humiliating mobility procedures. This woman said she used a cane. What more  did the arresting officers need? An arbitrary number of training days is ludicrous. Let me just say it here. If I were to walk up to Mr. 47-Days Training with my right-turned eye and walker and claim CP and a brain injury would he ask me to prove it?! And yet it has come to this. We have to say it. We  have to be further humiliated. We have to be more vulnerable in public. We  have to give our...

 Hello Lovelies!     I encounter this all  the time. The first thing to catch a stranger's attention is usually my walker or my inward-turning eye. This leads to the completely ludicrous assumption that I must be very stupid. As if the failure to meet the physical standards of beauty disqualifies me from intelligence.  And nobody ever says a word. This is just the way things are. Well. While human rights and equality are at the forefront of the collective consciousness at the moment, perhaps society should re-examine how the least physically able among them are being judged. https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1AXn4mNpmZ/

Friendly reminder from our friends in Bloomington, walking through snow is hard enough  with a walker, wheelchair, or other mobility aid. Having to forge a path and hope the ice doesn't cause you to break a bone only spikes anxiety and humiliation. Get it together.  https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=1331076522392020&set=a.225294869636863

And I'm not even receiving funding for these posts. I maintain this blog to raise awareness of what everyone in my community goes through. But Lovelies, it has to be said and acknowledged-- access to the world around them should be a luxury denied no one . <iframe src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/post.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FMisaOnWheels%2Fposts%2Fpfbid0XhiVU6e5c64GogyA1ypgE2hnTeCKpJgcsMDZgxnfpeUBJcoceZTTtg4N3njVh4Cel&show_text=true&width=500" width="500" height="518" style="border:none;overflow:hidden" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="true" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share"></iframe> 

Hello Lovelies! This popped up on my feed and touched my little heart:) Very timely for a brand new year, don't you think? Not to mention something we could all stand to learn from.     I've definitely striven to stop using incorrect terms! I hate the word "handicapped," and I flat- refuse  to use the "r-word." No I will not be elaborating. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you need this meme.

Not being a big fan myself, the one thing I do  love about basketball is that it's a warm sport in cold weather. This story warms my heart, just as the world seems frozen on the edge of a new year. https://www.facebook.com/reel/1523666804801005