Months and months ago I wrote a book. I was bed-bound with physical fatigue and I was in an ADHD hyperfixation kind of mood, so what better to do than write an entire book, right? The product was a 40,000 word memoir detailing my experiences growing up and growing into my disability and the way I've experienced the world as a result. I've always wanted to write a book, to see my book one day on local bookstore shelves. I think it has been a natural product of being such an av

You can't be everything you want to be before your time. - Billy Joel But seriously, slow down. There is an immense pressure from society...

Okay, maybe that title's a bit rich, but the first half of this year has definitely been a challenging year for me. I started off the...

As Disability Pride Month comes to an end, it's important that we don't also allow disabled pride to end. Disability Pride Month is...

A couple of months ago I purchased a walker for myself. (Side note: it's red and adorned with bows and pink stickers and it's so cute, I love it.) Something I have noticed is that people in the general public seem to act kinder to me when I am out and about with my walker. Strangers open doors for me, old ladies with walkers smile at me, and people make space for me on the footpath. This is obviously lovely, and I am very grateful for their kindness, but part of me can't help

An image of the copy I have of What Katy Did Last week, I felt a strong urge to re-read one of my favourite children's classics books. I...

What id Disability Pride Month? Do I identify as disabled, and why should I be proud about that?

This post is about the ableism that is rife in Australian high schools.