It no longer shocks me when I read comments on social media that excuse the murders of disabled people. In fact, these days I actually expect it to happen.
Some days I wake up feeling good, I am productive and get to the end of the day feeling pretty good. Some days I wake up feeling good, but somewhere along the way things go a bit off and I abandon plans in favour of chilling out to avoid overload. Some days I wake up and nothing feels right, the whole day is a struggle and the best way to describe how I feel is just “wonky”.
“Just be yourself”, they say.
“Be proud of who you are.”
“Everyone has something to offer.”
“Be fearlessly authentic.”