#spoonie problems

[softgritspoonie]

[oistrong]

This is very important...

[ghastlyraven]

fuck filing for disability

fuck ableist jobs

fuck the requirement to work to stay alive

fuck it all

no one should have to beg for the ability to live. no one should end their day crying because what the fuck am i going to do. no one should have to rely on ableds to have a semi-livable life.

[EDIT: when referring to relying on ableds to live, i mean relying on people who have no connection to our lives to allow us to live, i.e.. government officials, doctors who don't know/care, etc. i do NOT mean caretakers and loved ones and people who make life worth living. anyone who needs a caretaker or help from another person is so so valid and also just human.]

and sure, it may be all in vain, the rants, the raging, the tear-filled nights, but i hope it all works out for you. i hope that you find a way, even if it takes far more effort than it should. i hope one day we will be able to be disabled and also alive.

[yipyipallyall]

[chronicallyillandcoping]

New favourite thing to do is to remind people of how much they hated lockdown when they say they wish they could stay home as much as I do.

Like no you dont you were miserable when you were forced to stay home all day everyday for the good of your health. Thats my entire existence as a disabled person so pack it in.

[chronicallyuniconic]

Bullshit is what it is.

[slveepyscwrs]

If I had a dollar for every promise I broke due to chronic fatigue, illness, and disability, maybe I could actually afford healthcare.

[bardic-tales]

To the writers and artists who want nothing more than to share their passion, but are simply out of fuel:

the souls who know the exhausting, daily calculation of having to choose between creating (writing that next paragraph, sketching that line art) or socializing (replying to comments, checking in on friends, participating in the community). There is rarely enough energy for both.

the souls who want desperately to reblog, comment, or hype up fellow creative souls, but looking at a screen feels like lifting weights.

the souls who feel like a "ghost" in your own fandom spaces. You love the community and want to support it, but pain flare-ups, burnout, and profound fatigue mean your presence is limited to quiet lurking.

the soul who know that while creating feeds your soul, it also drains your physical battery, leaving you with absolutely nothing left for the social interactions that keep community ties alive.

your worth as a creator or a community member isn't measured by your output or your activity feed. Taking care of your body and mind comes first, always. Your stories, your art, and your love for your comfort characters aren't going anywhere.