Talking about Body Integrity Identity Disorder – Just another disability!
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by Chloe - 29 May 2011
My parents started leaving me home alone for hours at a time when I was ten years old. This opened up a whole new world of secret possibilities; with a large proportion of my pocket money ending up in a stock of bandages.
Home Alone with my Train Set continues »
by Elisabeth - 27 May 2011
Once (I was already a teenager) I saw a young woman in a pretty dress. She was surrounded by two guys. They all were talking and laughing. I wanted to be like her, to be accepted like her. She was attractive with her longer hair flowing, with her pretty smile. She was walking skillfully on crutches, one of her feet missing, the stump being bandaged. I wanted to be like her. Because she was so beautiful and hot.
by Chloe - 25 May 2011
My aunt acquired paraplegia from a bicycle accident in her early twenties. She used bilateral KAFOs and forearm crutches after that. I remember sitting next to her, when I was around six years old, and intently studying the mechanism of the knee hinge.
Silly KAFOs? continues »
by Elisabeth - 23 May 2011
I was nine or ten and crazy about downhill skiing. So when our TV was showing an Italian movie “Un centesimo di secondo”, I was hooked. It had a lot of skiing, great music and a paralysed skier. I was totally hooked.
One Hundredth of a Second continues »
by Sophie - 22 January 2009
Nearly every transabled person will have vivid memories from their childhood that they can recount to you in relation to their BIID. Some peoples’ memories include relatives, friends or other people they saw regularly who had a disability of some sort and it resonated with them. I don’t have any of those sorts of memories.
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