Disability Pride, But Also Disability Wrath
I am proud to be disabled, I truly am.
But as I sit here, without the medical equipment I need, without the medical appointments I need, without the medical support in general I need... I cannot help but shake with rage.
I am worthy of life. I am worthy of access to what makes life worth living. I am worthy of the support I need for both of those things.
My needs are not "special" and my needs are not "burdensome". Fuck anyone who says otherwise.
I will always have pride, but today is a day of wrath for me.












