Mar 21
When I was a young girl I wondered if I had a "real" disability if people would be more sympathetic for when I was unable to do stuff...turns out I just had really a shitty family and already had the kind of disability that people who care about you would plan around and make concessions for.
In other unsurprising news: my mom this week told me to "walk it off" and stop being a self-defeating sad-sack when I told her I had developed crippling ankle (and miscellaneous other joint) pain that got worse in the current weather and from walking.
#it would be easier to make a list of parts of my body that don't have a problem#left shoulder#base of my neck#right hip sometimes#arm hair#thats pretty much it#everything else has something wrong with it#be it pain or it doesn't work right or it has weirdness that needs to be planned for#my favorite problem is my body mistaking a joint going clunk for a broken bone and putting me into shock if I lift something wrong#it's such an embarrassment to half to sit down and get cold sweats and lose the strength in my arms cause I tried to lift two boxes#fake ass drama queen skeleton#that's the one way my mom is right my body really is a sad sack#sad sack of bones and organs and nerves and blood and miscellaneous other things
