Since posting more pictures of me online the influx of creepy private messages and comments has soared. They either want to cure me of my disability, marry me or both, and quite frankly I’d much rather they just pissed off. I received this comment on an image of me sat in my wheelchair the other…
Category: letter
Letter To Myself on the Day of Diagnosis
As it’s EDS Awareness Month, I thought I’d write a letter to my nineteen year old self on the day I was diagnosed. It’s been almost 10 years since it was confirmed that I have Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome type III, but I’d suffered all of my childhood when I think back; it just got a lot…
Personal: To the Sperm Donor
Weren’t we adorable? I share pretty much everything on my blog, it’s my space, I write what I want, and I’m lucky enough to have a readership that appreciate my honesty. But this one is a little different; I won’t be regaling ridiculous things I’ve said due to brain fog, or telling you about how…
Dear Younger Me
That’s me aged 6, chillin’ on a Harley Davidson, as you do. Look how long and pretty my hair was! I guess this post is directed at her, that adorable, little blonde angel.Dear Sarah,You’re a kid, you don’t have a care in the world, your family is loving and nurturing (even Darren, he’ll always be…