The following piece is a 557 Block Exclusive by Sarah Fader, published by the Editor at Diversability.TV.
I don’t want to be disabled but I am. I have multiple disabilities. I don’t even know if I like the word disability. Dis-ability – it’s so negative. In the 1990s when I was growing up, you insulted another person by “dissing” them. When I hear the word disability, I feel that I’m being dissed by society. You are not enough, you are weak, you are wrong, you are broken in some fundamental way. You are fucked up. You’re not enough, not normal, not a real person because you have nothing left to give.
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by Valarie Kinney
I was giving a speech at a high school, and it was going freakishly well.
I’m not used to doing events where I’m not dressed up as a pirate or zombie, and I tend to be braver when I’ve got a layer of fantasy between me and reality.
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I was asked to write a piece recently in answer to the question: “What would you tell your twenty-year-old self?”
Now, I’m not one for looking back. Don’t get me wrong, I love to reminisce about the past, look at old photos, etc. But when it comes to things like “What would you have told your younger self?” I balk. It’s too easy to get lost down a blind alley of regrets, of “couldas, wouldas, shouldas”. It can be debilitating and can stop you in your tracks. I prefer forward motion.
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by Eleanor Parker Sapia
Over the weekend, you watched the umpteenth YouTube video under the guise of researching for your work in progress. Congratulations, you now know more than anyone about the history of toilets, the sketchy death of Marilyn Monroe, and about the bedroom activities of the British monarchs.
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by J.C. Hannigan
I am both an author and an avid reader. I am also the mother of two small children. Naturally family comes first to me. As an author, I don’t have a whole lot of time that isn’t dedicated to my work after my family’s needs are met. When I do get a slice of extra time, of course I love to read.
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