bechloe-takeyouraim
bechloe-takeyouraim:

toxic-cupcake:

jesussbabymomma:

crohns-sucks:

neecygrace:

Today’s picture for invisible illness is a personal one. This is one of about 30 notes that my friend has received since using her handicapped placard. I’m going to say this to you, have you ever seen someone get out of a car parked in a handicapped space and said to yourself “they look too young or they don’t look disabled.” I’m going to go with yes you have, because we all have at one time. I can’t remember doing it, but before I understood the difficulties of invisible illness when I was younger I probably did. Let me ask you this though, when you had that thought was it because you knew with 100% certainty that they weren’t handicapped or did you assume that because of their age and/or not seeing a cane, walker or wheelchair? All I’m asking is that we stop and think when we someone need a mobility aid, park in a handicapped space or say they are disabled that we remember this “DISABILITY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH AGE OR APPEARNACE.” #spoonie #invisibleillness #disability #chronicillness #rheumatoidarthritis #lupus #fibromyalgia #myofascialpainsyndrome

If nothing else, this post needs to be seen around the internet more. This harassment is not okay and no one should have to deal with it on top of having an invisible illness. This is just another form of anonymous bullying to add to the internet bullying these TROLLS are capable of.
If you are healthy, please reblog.If you are sick, please reblog.If you have a disability, please reblog.If you have an invisible illness, please reblog.If you know someone with a disability, please reblog.If you are a human being, please reblog.Let’s spread the word and help those of us that may not look like it. 
Ignorance isn’t bliss, ignorance is ignorance. 

I never thought about this wow

Story time: My step-dad has a prosthetic leg. It’s below the knee, and he gets around with a barely noticeable limp most days. This was one of those days. He parked his truck in the handicapped space in front of Wal-Mart and some asshole actually says to him he should leave that space for “real” handicapped people. My step-dad, being a bit of a smart ass, reaches down and pops off his leg. He then proceeds to wave around the limb, which is black and covered in orange and red flames. He shouts across the parking lot to the now fleeing asshole, “Is this handicapped enough for you?” I nearly died laughing.

My mom is handicapped. She has problems with her muscle/tendon or something in one of her legs, making balance something incredibly difficult. She needs help to step up a curb on most days. It is especially prominent in the winter, due to the cold messing with her joints and this cute thing called ice. Balance problems+ice=bad mix. She’s broken multiple bones for falls she’s taken due to this problem, and gets so much shit from the community for having a handicapped parking space, she she doesn’t (yet) walk with a cane or (again, yet) need a wheelchair. It breaks my heart, because she feels bad using her parking space, and often searches for another spot that she could use because of the harassment she gets around the community…

This needs to keep circulating. Invisible illnesses CAN and DO have physical effects and results!

bechloe-takeyouraim:

toxic-cupcake:

jesussbabymomma:

crohns-sucks:

neecygrace:

Today’s picture for invisible illness is a personal one. This is one of about 30 notes that my friend has received since using her handicapped placard. I’m going to say this to you, have you ever seen someone get out of a car parked in a handicapped space and said to yourself “they look too young or they don’t look disabled.” I’m going to go with yes you have, because we all have at one time. I can’t remember doing it, but before I understood the difficulties of invisible illness when I was younger I probably did. Let me ask you this though, when you had that thought was it because you knew with 100% certainty that they weren’t handicapped or did you assume that because of their age and/or not seeing a cane, walker or wheelchair? All I’m asking is that we stop and think when we someone need a mobility aid, park in a handicapped space or say they are disabled that we remember this “DISABILITY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH AGE OR APPEARNACE.” #spoonie #invisibleillness #disability #chronicillness #rheumatoidarthritis #lupus #fibromyalgia #myofascialpainsyndrome

If nothing else, this post needs to be seen around the internet more. This harassment is not okay and no one should have to deal with it on top of having an invisible illness. This is just another form of anonymous bullying to add to the internet bullying these TROLLS are capable of.

If you are healthy, please reblog.
If you are sick, please reblog.
If you have a disability, please reblog.
If you have an invisible illness, please reblog.
If you know someone with a disability, please reblog.
If you are a human being, please reblog.

Let’s spread the word and help those of us that may not look like it. 

Ignorance isn’t bliss, ignorance is ignorance. 

I never thought about this wow

Story time: My step-dad has a prosthetic leg. It’s below the knee, and he gets around with a barely noticeable limp most days. This was one of those days. He parked his truck in the handicapped space in front of Wal-Mart and some asshole actually says to him he should leave that space for “real” handicapped people. My step-dad, being a bit of a smart ass, reaches down and pops off his leg. He then proceeds to wave around the limb, which is black and covered in orange and red flames. He shouts across the parking lot to the now fleeing asshole, “Is this handicapped enough for you?” I nearly died laughing.

My mom is handicapped. She has problems with her muscle/tendon or something in one of her legs, making balance something incredibly difficult. She needs help to step up a curb on most days. It is especially prominent in the winter, due to the cold messing with her joints and this cute thing called ice. Balance problems+ice=bad mix. She’s broken multiple bones for falls she’s taken due to this problem, and gets so much shit from the community for having a handicapped parking space, she she doesn’t (yet) walk with a cane or (again, yet) need a wheelchair. It breaks my heart, because she feels bad using her parking space, and often searches for another spot that she could use because of the harassment she gets around the community…

This needs to keep circulating. Invisible illnesses CAN and DO have physical effects and results!

namiorg
Life gets better once you accept your mental illness and understand it’s ok….with the right medication we can live pretty damn normal lifes
own it…educate yourself …and help others understand it

(via namiorg)

YES!  Things were much simpler for me once I accepted the illness.  I still fight it like hell, but now at least, the illness and I have a bit of an understanding…