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who cares when I die?

who cares when I die?

I have just come back from a walk, so what you say, it was on my own, me time! I am two years off seventy and I am still wondering if I will have a life of my own. Why? because I am a carer, albeit a distance one now, so the label says! But I don’t regret it a bit...
THE PROFESSOR OF PREJUDICE

THE PROFESSOR OF PREJUDICE

By Rachel Mewes After having listened to Brendan O’Connor’s interview with Richard Dawkins on RTE I was filled with such rage that I feel the need to write about this. Firstly, O’Connor handled Dawkins’ hateful views towards people with Down’s Syndrome with grace and...
How did they NOT KNOW that I was autistic?!

How did they NOT KNOW that I was autistic?!

When I was 3, I taught myself how to play violin. My grandma Rose had played, and it was hers. I would play it almost upside down with the scroll propped up in a corner. They just assumed I was bored. “They” as in most of my family (I was bored. Don’t get me...
The Disability Union. Who, Why.. and You.

The Disability Union. Who, Why.. and You.

Disability is the forgotten sibling of any progressive social movement. Disability is always last in line for political and media attention and deserves better as a talented, multi-diverse, and progressive community bordering on 14 million people. The exact same can...
Disability and Care need Uniting. Here’s how.

Disability and Care need Uniting. Here’s how.

Political silence. The one thing you would not expect in the charity sector, especially in an era when disability is being ground deeper and sadly further into the dirt by an ableist and unwilling to listen Government. But it is there, and why you might ask. Well, in...
Do you ever truly get used to being disabled?

Do you ever truly get used to being disabled?

I was healthy and able-bodied up until the end of 1996 when I was 26 years old.I got to do all the things that a healthy and able-bodied person gets to do without ever thinkingabout how lucky I was to be doing it.I climbed trees and fell out of them, I rode motorbikes...
What the WORD Autism means to ME

What the WORD Autism means to ME

Comment by Jennifer Krencisz When I hear the word “autism,” I’m flooded with childhood memories. It’s been an integral part of my upbringing. It was much more unknown in the 1980s. In fact, that wasn’t even my brother’s initial diagnosis. Autism was feared, and...

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