clandestine weepings

Cordelia: The Paladin James: The Monk Matthew: The Rogue Lucie: The Bard Anna: The Sorcerer Christopher: The Wizard Grace: The Warlock Jesse: The Cleric Thomas: The Druid Alastair: The Ranger

Also guess what! As much as disability pride exists, disability mortification does, too. Do you think it's fun being hot and fun and in your 20s and having some days where you have to call your husband to bring you your cane to get to and from the bathroom to your bed? Or have to ask him to carry you up the stairs? Do you know what it's like to be so dizzy in a store you have to sit on the fucking floor or the bottom shelf in an aisle for a bit to get your balance back? Follow up: do you know what it feels like to use a cane in public? People stare. They whisper. They veer far around you, give you a wide berth, and they shift their gaze to the floor the second you make eye contact. It is frustrating and mortifying. And it sucks fucking ass. So if you think it's a trend, or it's fun, or for attention? Fuck yourself. And in the meantime, thank god it's never been you.