by Julia - 27 August 2008
When I read Gordo’s screenplay, some childhood memories came back. For which I am really grateful, because I’m a digger for memories. I miss the first ten years of my life almost completely, I don’t know where they’ve gone. The couple of sequences I did remember until now mostly had to do with situations in which I were embarassed. Anybody relate to that? ;-) But now I also remember two BIID-related sequences and I want to tell you a bit about them and how it all developed to where I am now.
How well can you hide your own feelings from yourself? continues »
by Chloe - 7 August 2008
July 2nd 2008 was a strange day. My partner had called me at work in the late afternoon to talk about her feelings, having spent most of the day taking care of her disabled sister. When I arrived home she wanted to talk some more about that. After a while she told me that there was something in the bedroom for me. I opened the door. There was my wheelchair; MY wheelchair. My first ever wheelchair! It had arrived. I thought it was absolutely beautiful.
And the Door Slams Shut continues »
by Zoe - 17 June 2008
Now i know many people would think that i am insane, and maybe i am, but i’ve decided that in order to address these feelings i need to start getting them out of my head and into some sort of logically or reasoned order. And yes, in case you were wondering, i do consider that there can be some logic to this disorder, there is logic to everything, but i dont know just yet what the logical answer might be…
This is who I am… continues »
by Mary - 12 June 2008
Looking back I have a lot of memories dealing with disabilities, since I was a child. Some memories have been in my mind now and then ever since, but some of them have started to come back to me more recently. I guess that is because I now understand more of my true identity, I have more courage to face this part of me.
Mary’s early memories continues »
by Dante - 5 April 2008
I am here as someone, with the aid of another, who has come to discover that I am affected by BIID, a term that I never knew existed until recently.
I had for many years prior to finding a proper name had the seeming need to be deaf. I don’t know where it came from or definitively why…I just felt that way and have been for years. Logic points to my experiences with other persons that are deaf/Deaf, and also a family member that worked in an educational establishment with deaf/Deaf children as potential triggers for this need to exist. I couldn’t tell you if that is true or not, the need is so much more primal, in my opinion.
Edge of Oblivion continues »