The Martian Princess Chronicles
A Martian Princess living with the hidden disabilities caused by residing on planet Earth
Ever heard the phrase “The only disability in life is a bad attitude”? It looks implies that everything, every damned thing, is merely a case of mind over matter. Continue reading Forget Coffee And Grab Yourself A Tee!
You never really know how close you are to the end of your tether until someone or something starts hacking away at it. To the outside world it may seem like an overreaction to something innocuous, unimportant or even frivolous; but for those of us hanging from that tiny thread, it is the whole world – or at least the only sliver of the world in which we feel we can survive in. Continue reading “Someone Snatched My Security Blanket!”
A couple of posts back I dissected an article from The Guardian that claimed that there are no true outsiders, just people faking for the coolness factor. The TLDR version is that there ARE true outsiders but we are invisible to the eyes of the author of the piece.
Anyway, a couple of videos have popped up on my Facebook feed in the last few days that perfectly illustrate both the fuller meaning of outsider status and the ableism that led the author to forget or ignore the fact that we do exist. Continue reading ““The Music Is Outside…””
I know, I know I shared a video last week (and I promise I’ll get back to writing full articles soon!) but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t post this. Continue reading “Subnormality”
If we were having coffee I would probably be face down on the table telling you that I’d experienced the best worst night in a long time.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that…
This Is Invisible Illness Continue reading “This Is Chronic Illness…”
This post is way off topic, but I don’t care… Continue reading “Celebrating The Legend!”
I am mentally preparing myself for a weekend of newspaper, tin foil and Manic Panic… Continue reading “Dye Hair, Dye!”
It can be difficult, nigh on impossible even, for the chronically ill to find a real sense of peace. On a daily basis, our bodies refuse to obey the most basic rules of human existence, while our appearances give no outward indication of why our lives can be so difficult. We often exist in-between worlds: too able-bodied to be considered truly disabled, yet far too ill to participate in life the way we’re ‘supposed’ to. Finding a place to escape the heavily polarised ‘pull’ of opinions that people are often all too willing to share could be considered to be an essential part of self-care. Even with the various activities and hobbies that I love, the one thing whose absence sincerely affects my psychological wellbeing is going to the cinema. Without these periodic excursions into ‘otherness’, the emotional cracks start to become chasms – it is the sanctuary of the cinema that prevents me from falling in. Continue reading “The Sanctuary Of The Modern Day Zoetrope”
I felt my energy ebbing away and knew that I was destined to experience yet another unproductive day. I’d had so many of those recently; and despite the fact that most people understand that the very substance of the term chronic means I will never fully recover, I still get asked if and when I will be ‘better’.
The Martian Princess Chronicles 