This might be a bit of a Hot Take™, but not every post discussing the lived experiences of disabled/chronically ill people needs to be followed by “mentally ill people too!” As someone who suffers from both, there are differences. And, regardless, not everything has to be about you. Give people the space to talk about themselves.
me waking up with a new chronic illness symptom that i haven’t experienced before:
Throwing physically ill people under the bus to try and show how hard mentally ill people have it is not fighting ableism.
Its helping ableism.
People only care that you are sick as long as you are going to get better. Once they find out it is a forever thing, their sympathy suddenly has an expiration date.
I don’t think healthy people every really get chronic illness.
I have a friend I know from when we were both 6. She is the only person living nearby and so she saw me go from walking through limping to wheelchair on a daily basis. I keep her updated on my health even tho we rarely hang out anymore. She was gonna come over yesterday and I had to cancel. She asked if I can’t hang out later that day. When I said i won’t feel better later, that if I feel that bad in the morning later will only get worse she got annoyed and “joked” that I’m just finding excuses. And I was surprised, she knows all about me being disabled after all? So, a bit taken aback, I told her it’s a normal thing for me.
“But you got the diagnosis now, aren’t you better?? I thought you’ll get better now”
She was honestly surprised and it made me realize a thing. They don’t get it. They don’t get that getting diagnosed only equals benefits like welfare or parking spot for us, and sometimes better pain meds but that is just like pushing luck. That it’s a forever thing. That that one day we felt good a week ago was just a bright spot and doesn’t mean we won’t need our aids anymore, cause chronic illness is not linear and will make a great comeback in next four hours, and the next good day is planned on when we’re 70. Cause when abled people are sick, they get better. And our illness is just an excuse for them. And when we say we will never get better they think we’re being dramatic and pessimistic. And I don’t think they’ll ever get it, cause to get it you need to live it. And I want my friends to stay healthy and not go through hell.
everytime I have to repeat my symptoms to a different doctor I feel like it’s a courtroom style cross analysis waiting for me to trip up
Why is it our job as disabled people to educate our doctors on our conditions and tell the what medication, treatments and specialist referrals we need? Why do we have to research information before seeing a doctor if we want the right help? With the amount they’re paid shouldn’t they do their own damn research?
Disability Pride Month 07-11-20: doctor, decked
[ID: 2 ink drawings in sequential comic format. /Image 1: Panel depicts a bipedal raccoon sitting on an exam table. A doctor cat sits across from her and says: “The scans all came back normal, so I think your pain must all just be anxiety.” /Image 2: The raccoon covers her eyes as she punches the doctor with a “POW!” The doctor says: “ow!” The raccoon says: “Oh does that hurt? I can’t see it so it must all be in your head!” /END ID]