I’ve never realized how accurate that looks.
Can’t ever not reblog this piece of perfectness ~
Oh my lord
It still amazes me of how accurate it is.
I grew up watching countless episodes of Winnie the pooh and not did I once notice this. Oh God.
I only ever have noticed OCD, depression and anxiety there, but I was too little to pay more attention to mental illnesses.
(Source: wellhellojoe, via laugh-and-giggle)
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You are more beautiful than you think…
An inspiring video on how others and ourselves perceive us.
Learn to love yourself.
Today was just one of those days that I didn’t even want to get up. I didn’t feel good, I woke up kinda upset, half of my body ached, and I just wanted to stay all day in bed. But, of course, I have other people to take care of so I had to get up and take them to where they needed to go and then run errands and then go to work. Throughout the whole day I had managed to keep a somewhat decent face. But by the end of the day I was just ready to explode! I usually keep it together at work, or most of the time at least, but today was just hard! It took everything I had not to scream at costumers, or even my own coworkers. I tried leaving as soon as I could, but that was just impossible, the closing manager kept finding things that had to be done, and that was just getting on my last nerve… and to top off the such amazing day *sarcastic voice* people tell talk to me as if I don’t have feeling or I don’t care… I am good at keeping my feelings to myself and secrets too, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings! And even worse, people assume that I don’t miss home. I mean who doesn’t miss home? Obviously people that haven’t tried leaving far away from people they love don’t see that, but its hard. There are days when I don’t feel like doing anything just because I’m so homesick! But even on those days I have to get up and take care of my responsibilities because I know I have other people depending on me here. So just because I do what I have to do, it doesn’t mean I don’t feel homesick or upset or tired, because trust me I really do!
“When the FBI gets stuck, we call in the squints.”
This is ridiculous.
I’m not saying NO ONE fakes needing a wheelchair, because I’m sure it happens, but I seriously doubt it’s to the degree that is implied in this article.
I don’t use a wheelchair, at all, but honestly, if I were going to fly right now, I’d need one. I can’t stand in line for any extended period of time. Not that I’m opposed to “waiting” in line, I just certainly can’t stand in it. I get around it because I plan my life so that I don’t have to stand in line, when I grocery shop I do it with other people, and if the lines are too long when I’m there by myself, I just have to find somewhere to sit until they go down, because I simply can’t stand like that for 10-15 minutes.Most of this article I just put off to, well, it’s not their fault they don’t know about invisible illnesses, if they did I’m sure they wouldn’t be so insensitive.(I hope.)
Then I got to this line.
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“Still, said Helena Berger, executive vice president and chief operating officer of the American Association of People With Disabilities, “Generally speaking, if you’re using a wheelchair, you’re using it based on a mobility need.”
“That would be something that you could usually see,” she added.”
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“That would be something that you could usually see.”
Really? Really? VICE PRESIDENT of American Association of People With Disabilities, and she would say this?! Unless it’s some sort of misquote, and it would have to be a major one, that’s absolutely false.
SO many mobility related disabilities can’t be seen. Fibromyalgia, for one. Arthritis? Lupus? Ehlers-Danlos? (I’m not going to sit there and dislocate my joints for you or show you my elastic skin to prove why I’m asking for a wheelchair!)
What about things that aren’t mobility related so much, but keep people from being able to stand in line? Chronic Fatigue Syndrome? Forms of Dysautonomia? Blood pressure problems?
That’s a completely ridiculous statement to make, you can certainly not see any of those, and you should CERTAINLY not assume any of these people are “faking to avoid airport lines.”Ignorance is one thing when it comes from people who just haven’t had the exposure to disability issues they need, but statements like this from someone who really should be informed?
How are we ever going to accomplish awareness and the things we need, when this is what we get from disability leaders?
(via livingbendy)
d i sa b i l i t y : differently abled, not disabled.Can we stop with this?
Disability is not a dirty word. Let me repeat that. Disability. Is. Not. A. Dirty. Word.
It’s not a slur. It’s not an insult.
I firmly believe that we can not get rid of the ‘dis’ in ‘disability’. As a disabled person, my life is full of things I can do, things I can’t do, things I might be able to learn to do, and things that I might lose on the way. I’m a wheelchair user. I CAN’T walk for more than two steps unassisted. I CAN wheel my chair. See? Two parts of the same word. DIS and ABLED.
I want people to stop hiding from their fear of DISability. I want people to know that there’s nothing wrong with needing help, that you will have to ask for help, that you’ll have to accept help sometimes, that you’ll have to relearn things you learned as a child. And I want people to know that that’s okay.
I think people who take the ‘dis’ out of ‘disability’ are trying to take my identity away. And yes I do identify as a disabled person. It’s a huge part of my life whether I want it to be or not. The last thing I need is someone making my life seem like sunshine daisies just because they think I can do ANYTHING if I ‘JUST TRY HARD ENOUGH’.
Take away the DIS and you take attention away from the drama. You take away notice of prejudice, mockery, and injustice. You let discrimination roll of your back because it doesn’t bother you because you know that everyone’s ‘abled’ just sometimes ‘differently’ so.
I can’t reach things off the top shelf. I can’t go up and down stairs. I can’t work full-time. I can’t live without pain. I can’t wear certain clothing or eat certain foods. I can’t run miles or park in regular parking spots. I can’t jump or kick or stand for long periods of time.
And that’s okay.
There’s nothing wrong with that.
I’m disabled. That’s all. That’s okay. It’s okay.
Don’t take away my DIS. I need it. It reminds me of what I can and can’t do. It reminds me that it’s okay to live how I need to live.
I think the term “differently abled” is SO. STUPID.
Are you disabled, siucu? Do you see yourself as unable to do things that able-bodied people can? Or can you just do them “differently”?
Why are you so scared of the term “disabled”, siucu?
I agree with sasha-smithy. Being “disabled” is a HUGE part of my identity. I’m sure you think it’s cute and empowering and oh-so-thoughtful to use so-called “PC” terms like “differently abled,” but I can tell you that I, and so many others like me, find the term offensive and DISempowering.
Have you ever asked someone with a disability how they feel about it, siucu?? What it means to them? I doubt it.
Please don’t try to speak for a group of people without knowing whether or not what you’re saying is true, acceptable, non-offensive, etc. In fact, it’s far better if you avoid speaking FOR anyone at all.
If the term “disabled” offends you, then you DEFINITELY shouldn’t be speaking for us.
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My venting turned into a poem, yea..
~Once again I’m standing here, looking at the mirror,
Do I see a reflection or a beautiful soul? No,
I see nothing but these smiles, these fake smiles,
These tears in my eyes, and these fake smiles.. I’m the forgotten child…
It’s so silent between these…
(Source: converse-to-my-feet)
