In my dreams, you lay your sorrow on the table, and the air between us is soft and we have time.
As always, we ask that in order to participate in the weekly megathread, one self-identifies as some form of disabled, which is broadly defined in the community sidebar:
“Disability” is an umbrella term which encompasses physical disabilities, emotional/psychiatric disabilities, neurodivergence, intellectual/developmental disabilities, sensory disabilities, invisible disabilities, and more. You do not have to have an official diagnosis to consider yourself disabled.
Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
The bootstrap mentality is omnipresent. You’re on the ground, managed once to ask for help, and if you don’t get up immediately, they leave you there.
And even if they don’t think you’re supposed to pull yourself up, they have so much learned helplessness with regards to actually helping that they watch on without doing anything. It’s frustrating to no end