When it comes to disabilty, I’m greedy: I have two.

I have a congenital hemiplegia.  I’ve had a stroke that has paralysed the right side of my body. It’s hard to marry a loving God with disability. It engenders all sorts of emotions – anger – like in Mirrors – and jealousy – like in High Heels. It makes me feel depressed,  lonely and ugly.

I also have a mental health problem. The current thinking is that I have borderline personality disorder. Whether this is true or not, when it takes a consultant psychiatrist four months to work out what to do with you, you got problems.

I don’t enjoy disability. But it’s part of me. So it’s part of this site.


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