by Gordo - 25 June 2008
This is a bit long-winded, but hopefully it’s easy to read and rich in content, so bear with me here… :)
There are some out there who say that people with Body Integrity Identity Disorder often have some early interaction with people with disabilities, which eventually leads to "acquiring" BIID. Some may have relatives or friends with disabilities, or have constant contact with people with disabilities. It is very possible that this contact may manifest itself in someone’s early childhood memories and eventually morph into BIID.
Gordo’s humble beginnings continues »
by Sean - 11 August 2007
Someone was telling me they’d like to hear more about some of my day to day "adventures". I don’t really see my every day life as such an adventure, it’s pretty boring stuff, really. But there you have it, I understand that it might be of some interest, somehow. So here is a brief story about a nearly daily trip to the workplace cafeteria.
A trip to the cafeteria continues »
by Sean - 1 August 2007
This is a short story I wrote, about control, about relationship, about love, about caring for one another. It does not specifically contain wheelchairs or other disability elements, though it could, it’s up to you to imagine the story as you wish it. It doesn’t say what gender the protagonists are, it’s also up to you to imagine. Hope you enjoy.
Take care of me continues »
by Marisa - 29 July 2007
Thirty one years into my well-rounded life I look back at some of my first memories and recall the need to be disabled. I remember grabbing my father’s “gout” crutches and resting my armpits where a grown-up’s hands would normally be. I used to sneak sessions consisting of seconds to minutes as a child who needed crutches. I had true guilt over what I was doing, yet I couldn’t seem to pull my eyes away from the crutches whenever they were in sight.
The Wee Years continues »
by Kelly - 14 July 2007
Greetings to all. By way of introduction, I am a 56 year old genetic male, who has been aware of two powerful "issues" (for lack of a better word at the moment) since I was about 5-7 years old:
- I am transgendered
- I am transabled
Kelly’s recap continues »