I am considered to be ‘disabled‘ (although i don’t like labels being applied to anyone). I qualify from the perspective of having both a physical disability and a mental health condition although i am fully aware that there are numerous other categories which belong under that banner. I am by no means the minority in today’s society. 


I have a rare condition whereby the nerves to my spinal cord are deteriorating which causes a multitude of physical symptoms.There is, as yet, no treatment or cure for this but they are hoping to do more research into stem cell transplants sometime in the future. As for my mental health condition, i have BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) which i intend to write more about in a future blog. Discrimination still goes on and as i quoted in an earlier post, and some people that either haven’t met me aren’t aware of the facts, think that i have a green tail and purple ears! I would much rather be thought of as a ‘normal’ woman with a reasonable amount of intelligence and a wicked sense of humour!


I am an amateur writer although i have had two modest books published thus far thanks to my trusted laptop. Writing is my passion (amongst many topics). I have in the past, written poetry of a very simple kind such as the following three verses:


The prognosis for my disability is pessimistic

The outlook, quite possibly grim

I could weep tears and sink into the pit of depression

Which is always there and waiting to consume me


But I will stand firm, as well as I can on shaky legs

And I will not be defeated; I will not be disheartened

I have come too far on my journey to give up now

I owe it to myself to look to the sun and ignore the clouds


I will greet every day with a smile and try not to frown

I will not give in; I will not surrender my life

For the sake of yet another label that I do not desire

I am who I am and have learned so very much through surviving.


I do obviously get frustrated and cross at times, particularly if i am in a lot of pain physically or struggling mentally, or often in the face of ignorance such as a question being directed at my carer whilst looking over my head and asking the classic phrase “Does she take sugar?”! And yes, when it comes to discrimination such as a few members of my own family and friends who have metaphorically ‘dumped‘ me over the years; and lack of access etc in public areas.


I’ve only just, literally covered the bare bones of this subject from my point of view. I could go on but i will leave you with this image which i like because it completely sums my attitude, ‘except on bad days’! I’d be interested to hear your take on disability, good or bad.









Author: Ellie Thompson

Writing my memoirs, musings, a little fiction and a lot of poetry as a way of exploring and making the most of my life ... ... Having had a break from writing my blog for more than three years, I decided to return to write my memoirs, some day-to-day observations, views and feelings. My passion is non-fiction poetry. I have a disability and use an electric powerchair called Alfie and let nothing get in the way of living life to the full. I believe that you can never do a kindness too soon and should give credit where credit is due. A smile or a kind word could make the difference between a good or bad day for a person - we never know what's going on for another soul. Those little things, perhaps, practised daily like a mantra, could mean so much to someone else. Thank you for visiting my blog and reading a little more about me. Please, make yourself at home here. You are very welcome. Ellie x 😊

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