Hey @CrazyChick
I just logged in after a long time
Seeking comfort seeking solace
I was accepted into a law degree and thought I would reinvent myself as a human rights lawyer
Learning all about the social model
Of disability
That all traits are diversity
And disability especially for people
Who just aren't allowed to be or belong
Is not a flaw to be corrected
But diversity
Genes- environment- trait
That's just being human
Calling some traits undesirable'
Is wrong, eugenics
The social and rights based models are so strong
But the morality has plummeted
Nobody has heard of psychosocial disability
The changes that there were in national plans for trauma informed are gone
All the hope I had of one day living in a worll
Where I was accepted
Is gone
I don't know what to do
I just feel empty
Like I have no future
The dream of being accepted and valued as an equal part of diversity
Not a disease
A disorder
Something to be eliminated
Poor mental health meaning not "functional"
In a world set up for a narrow mind body type that sees no value in my traits
I walked in my imagination
So many times
Sure it was scary and dark there
But phenomenonally complex
Images and stories
I have a really great psychologist
Who supports me
My community here in Tasmania
Is far away from the troubles of the world
I got into a law degree
There's so many things I should just be living
But I just keep feeling hurt I can never go home to Victoria
Because they just moved back to the 1950s
Even my mum who was my staunch supporter
Has gone back in denial to cope
I don't know how to deal
I'm sorry to pour l this out on you
When I don't even know where you are or if you're in a lockdown state
But I felt suddenly so scared
So alone
Not knowing a single other person who is like me
And dreams of being accepted
And valued
Just for who they are
Not have it driven out of them
Learn what those stories of mine I walked in mean
Embrace being me
Maybe even learn to wonder in my imagination in a cool way
And write the stories into books
It would be so cool
But I feel like even though there's paid people who support me in this
Which would have been a dream last year
It feels like so much is missing
I've had to let my family go
Live separate lives
I might never see my parents before they die
And I have no people in my life who feel this way
Everyone sees their experiences as an illness
That I know
A problem
And the dream of human rights, of equality
Of diversity
Won't ever be
I don't know if I can live with that
I just don't
I'm so sorry to pour this out
I hope things are ok wherever you are