Keri-lee Griffiths
Do I love my scars? Yes, most of the time I do, but maybe love is a strong word. I’m not enamoured with these lines on my skin. When I look at them, I don’t feel an intense euphoria and an unconditional affection. My heart doesn’t skip a beat, and my stomach doesn’t twist itself... Continue Reading →
I abhor social situations. Big or small. Family, close friends, or strangers. It’s all the same. I feel an overwhelming desire to run, hide, and call my mommy. If I can get out of going then I just won the lottery. If I can’t? Well, maybe it will be fun? Cringe. Here’s the thing: I’m... Continue Reading →
“You don’t act like a disabled person.” Um, not sure what you mean. “You need to start acting like a person with a disability.” Yeah, that didn’t clear anything up. Can you be more specific? “The way you are, the way you act, the way you live. That’s not how someone with your condition should... Continue Reading →
Meditation is good for our health? Really? Shocking. Okay, it's not breaking news. It’s a practice that’s been around for centuries. It’s proven to help with things like: Chronic pain, chronic illness, and fatigue. It can help people dealing with depression and anxiety. It can help anyone who’s looking for an overall sense of well... Continue Reading →
It’s not hypochondria if you really do get sick all the time. Isn't that what all hypochondriacs say? But it's true! Argue with me all you like but I will not be swayed. My position is firm. My feet are grounded. I am not a hypochondriac! Yeah, I run out of a room when someone... Continue Reading →
Have you ever been invisible? Looked through. Talked over. Scream and shout but no one hears you. Seriously consider walking through that wall over there because you must be a ghost. When my kidneys shut my body followed. My bones became brittle and every step created micro-fractures. My heart doubled in size. The fluid around... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 