Anxiety, the Invisibility Potion

Que the awkward shuffling of my feet. Sorry folks. I don’t have many people who are likely to have noticed my existence, so my absence could hardly make a large impact, but I disappeared from this blog for a while. That is to say, I never really left, I just sort of suddenly couldn’t cope…

What is it like to HAVE attention deficit disorder?

Have you ever wondered what it’s like to experience ADD, and if you have ADD have you ever wondered what it’s like from someone elses shoes? Scrolling along I saw an open question about it, the thread was amazing with so many diverse answers, some experiences I share, some totally dissimilar. (I’d love to hear…

A Voice Disabled: The Muffling of PWD

It is a simple truth that to be disabled often means not having a voice in the world at large. No matter the disability. No matter when you develop it; genetic all the way to accident related, having disabilities puts your voice on mute* even in our home communities. Which is not to say people…

Kindness kindles a kerfuffle…

Silence is something I tend towards, but very often empathy is my driving factor towards trying to speak to others. So it’s rather painful for me when this backfires heartily and my empathy is instead interpreted as condescension. I don’t know how to avoid this, and I’m too socially inept to know how to navigate…