by Dante - 30 April 2008
Body Integrity Identity Disorder - That’s what we’re all here talking about; how it sucks, how we try and make it suck a lot less.
For me, it would suck oh so greatly less if it were, well, nonexistant. I could swallow a magic pill and poof, I was done with it. No more BIID, my mental self would be aligned with my physical self, I wouldn’t need to be deaf. That would be ideal…but at what consequence?
The Red Pill or the Blue Pill? continues »
by Claire - 28 April 2008
It’s weird. My body needs to move. I want to go for a long walk and enjoy the spring sunshine. I want to go on a hike and explore a forest. I want to ride a bike. To ski. To run up the stairs, two at a time. Dance. I want to move.
I need to move continues »
by Sean - 27 April 2008
Someone made a long comment in response to a post I recently made, asking several deep and interesting questions, which were too important to ignore, and too important to let them get burried in a thread with another post. And so, I removed the comment and reproduce it here, and I shall address it, the issues and questions within. It’s good stuff, tricky issues. But further than that, I am glad that someone who has a physical impairment is willing to open dialogue, and learn more about us. In the end, she may not agree, but if she disagrees, she’ll do so on an informed basis, rather than knee jerking!
Tricky questions and opening dialogue continues »
by Sean - 26 April 2008
I was just reading an old thread on the Wheelchair Zone. The author of that thread, Stumpy, discusses many things, but in particular, he relates a rather vivid dream he had. I’ve had vivid dreams like that. Dreams where everything is right, and then, you wake up, and the reality of your situation appears to be worse because of it.
Vivid dreams continues »
by Claire - 24 April 2008
It still amazes me that after so much time living with us, and talking to us,
that our partners show so little real understanding of our condition, and so
little love and acceptance when it comes to dealing with it.
Partners are supposed to help us through life’s difficult times - so why do they make things harder? continues »