Do not go into this expecting a happy ending with a bow on it. This script is open ended, you don't need to be frightened of that ambiguity...
It's a strange experience to notice growth in yourself. I don't like to think of myself as being on some kind of journey, to me that just reads as something sugar-sickly sweet, something that happens in movies with defined endings where the main character appears in voice-over at the end to make a call back … Continue reading Body Work
I don't know how old I am any more. According to my ID, I'm a few months past my 30th birthday, but what does that mean when you have a disability that makes your body somewhat unusual? What does that number mean, when you feel like parts of your body are ready for the pension … Continue reading Disability and Age: How Old Am I?
It's very rare in that you can point to a single time or event and say that there is a key moment, which moving forward shapes a piece of you irrevocably. I've been lucky (if that's the right word) enough to have had two of these, the second of which happened on my 28th birthday. I was … Continue reading The Myth of Balance
Awareness is becoming an excuse to maintain the toxic status quo...
The Undateables may be well-intentioned, but while claiming to want to challenge people around disability, it seems to me that it inadvertently maintains a toxic status quo.
Do you see difference? I hope you do. One of the more pervasive politically correct phrases is to say that we don't. When people say that they don't see race, gender, sexuality, disability, what they want to put across is that those things don't affect how they deal with an individual. Now this is a noble ideal, … Continue reading Do You See Me?