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Brickl argues that the final injury is often not the event itself, but the version made of it afterward for public use: softened, resized, and rendered more socially manageable. Drawing on examples ranging from Stella Liebeck and Richard Jewell to Monica Lewinsky, Sinéad O’Connor, and recent disability-related public mockery, she treats this not as a minor problem of style, but as a moral problem of scale.

The essay is now live: https://substack.com/home/post/p-193871609

When you’re ill — really ill — there comes a point when words fail. You’re not silent because you want to be. You’re silent because your brain is fogged, your body’s in shutdown, or you’ve said the same thing to too many people who never listened.

And then the system calls that “non-compliance.”

This blog post goes into the heart of that problem: what happens when people who can’t advocate for themselves are punished, overlooked, or left without care — and how having the right kind of support, the believing kind, can change everything.

Advocacy isn’t just a legal buzzword or a charity tagline. It’s what stands between a vulnerable person and the crushing weight of bureaucracy, medical gaslighting, or outright abandonment. Whether it’s a trusted friend, a partner, a social worker, or someone who understands what you’ve been through — having someone in your corner makes it harder for the system to disappear you.

🩵 This post is especially for the housebound, the misunderstood, and those still recovering from years of being dismissed. If you've ever been told "you're fine" when you were falling apart, you’re not alone.

🖤✨ What Happens When Disabled Witches Meet Activism?

Witchcraft has always been a tool of resistance — but for disabled witches, it can also be a lifeline. In my latest video, I dive into magical activism, accessible rituals, and the beautiful, radical ways disabled people reshape the craft.

It’s raw, heartfelt, and personal. Come join the conversation — reblogs welcome!

A disabled, trans perspective on new federal policy threats, survival with chronic illness, and the radical hope of community care. They aren’t just cutting budgets. They’re cutting flesh. Our flesh. Mine. keep hearing the words “rolling forward” in my head like a dare.Like a challenge whispered just loud enough to remind me I’m still here.But rolling forward isn’t easy when the world keeps…

Rhinestone sunglasses rahffle for disabled mom Nara and her kiddos! Dough-nate at gofundme.com/disablednara to enter, every $5 is an entry!