(1/2) As a disabled person, you get a lot of people knowing little about you casting judgement. Sometimes this is as you're merely going about your day, and sometimes it's facing accessibility issues; unfortunately, yes, they are intertwined more than one would hope, but today I'm here to speak of the former. I'm using this… Continue reading Everyday discrimination.
I've been wanting and meaning to throw myself back into this blog for a while now, but life got on top of me a little, so I'm throwing myself back in with a bit of a soft post: November in Pictures. I'm going select a picture from every day in November that represents that day… Continue reading November in Pictures.
So, it's officially cosy season and typically, i'm more of a book reader and serial re-watcher... but there's a few new TV shows/series I'm excited about, coming out this autumn. Don't worry, if you're more of a literature person yourself, i'll still have my bookish posts going up this Blogtober, but here's a change to go with… Continue reading 7 things I’m excited to cosy up and watch this autumn
This week has held two very important events directly relevant to my life, and... I never had a chance to speak about them. The truth is, on these days I wasn't feeling too fabulous, so I really had to prioritise my spoons, physically and emotionally, but these were also too important to me to simply… Continue reading Valid: Mental Health Awareness and National Coming Out Day
The skies of blue Turn to dark grey When I'm not with you. The only thing To see, I pray, Are your eyes, sparkling As I did yesterday- Though not today- For the rest of 'forever'. This short poem is sponsored by Lauren's Tears On The Train Home (you've. probably guessed... this is not a… Continue reading Forever
In a world where all looks scare her, eyes meet. There's a flash of technicolour, standing out, in a world usually seen in black and white vision. Illuminated joy seeps through the waves of life; the salt usually blurs even the brightest of stars and crashes on the sandbanks too fast to even gasp for… Continue reading Technicolour (Poetic prose by Lauren Curr)
Pride is something I've been raised to have a careful balance with. Before, I never really knew why that mattered, but in more recent years, I have most certainly used it to my advantage. Pride meant little to me growing up. I knew it to bear something on confidence (in a good way) but also… Continue reading What PRIDE means to me