Being Ashamed For Myself

by Phil - 2 February 2010

Often I feel ashamed for myself. Sometimes because I don’t feel to be prepared well enough for a meeting or so – and often just because of being who I am. Today I shopped for some groceries and such and in the shop I felt self-conscious and, well, yes, ashamed of myself. Without any real reason. When I thought I was there in a wheelchair, all this shame vanished – for a moment.

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Real Life Test Recommended

by Sean - 31 December 2009

This last week, I have exchanged a few emails with one of the prominent psychiatrists in the field of Body Integrity Identity Disorder. This exchange leaves me somewhat disturbed, due to the implications I see in this person’s position.

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Responding to Ashley Connor’s Article

by Sean - 29 November 2009

I found a recent article on what appears to be a student online newspaper. "Amputation Onsession (sic): Body Integrity Disorder". I fear the article isn’t particularly well written, it doesn’t flow, but that’s the least of its problems.

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Doing What We Could Not Do

by Sean - 4 October 2009

A recent comment reminded me of a complaint I have heard regularly from people with physical impairments. Basically, they are saying that we show a certain arrogance by continuing to use our legs, or doing "2-legged" activities, while stating we need to be paralysed or amputees. They seem to think that if we really had the need we say we do, we would immediately abandon things we can do in our AB bodies.

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Guest Speaker Reveals All

by Chloe - 28 September 2009

My friend, a psychology professor, and I arrived simultaneously at the doors of the university building. She offered to open them for me. I said that it’s okay, I’ll do it. They were surprisingly difficult. We both burst out laughing at the mess I was making of the task. This was good because it made the first little dent in my nervousness. No, let’s call it how it is. It was raw fear of what I was about to undertake. I had been shaking while sitting in the car, before transferring to my wheelchair.

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