Living with a disability

[klown]

Well, I don't have any major disabilities, but I am borderline autistic and a manic depressant, but I don't really look at those being very major. They do effect my life in many ways, but once I found a balance in my life, they have really become just a thing.

My brother on the other hand is an amputee, and I've lived with him sense it happened, so you can say I've lived with that disability effecting my life. While it didn't happen to me physically, I've been having to deal with it for years.

 

[BlazeRaider]

I don't have a disability per se, in that it's more a heavy inconvenience; cholinergic hives. It's a form of physical hives that get triggered by a sufficiently high core body temperature, in my case sufficient apparently means 37 degrees Celsius. I'm essentially allergic (but not limited to) my own body heat. Before I started on my antihistamines I wasn't able to sleep at all because 24/7 my skin was itching all over while I futilely scratched my skin until it bled, and I would spend as much time as I could taking ice cold showers just to numb myself or at least carry some ice cubes on hand. Now that I'm on reactine it's a lot better in that it isn't omnipresent anymore and I can live essentially the same as before, but while infinitely better then without, meds have there limits, and anything that raises my body temperature by just a bit more can trigger stronger outbreaks, instead of simple itching it's real pins and needles. So I have to live with the fact that anything from exercise, someone turning the heater on, strong sunshine, to being angry or stressed can raise by body temp enough to trigger rippling waves of stinging pain across my skin. Needless to say, when your body's reaction to excess emotion is to cover you in fire ants, you develop a much more emotionless disposition.

 

[viranimus]

Ive got a lot of stuff wrong. The root of my disability is diabetes. In and of itself its not completely debilitating, but after being forced to endure it for half a decade with no means to medicate it other than extreme regulation of diet it has progressed to the point where it has adversely effected me internally, physically as well as mentally. Its been made fairly clear to me that the back end of my life has severely been clipped and seeing 60 is essentially impossible and seeing 50 is incredibly unlikely.

HOORAY for living in a leading world superpower that DOESNT have universal health care!/eyeroll.

 

[Relish in Chaos]

I?ve been diagnosed with OCD, generalized anxiety, and depression. I wouldn?t call them disabilities. More like disorders. All three of them can make me very stressed out over even the smallest things, and ends with me often feeling quite empty and feeling incompetent. I mean, even right now, I?m obsessing over the fact that I?ve wasted, like, 7 fucking hours (probably an addiction, but due to my circumstances, it?s pretty much the only thing that I can do to kill time and keep me from descending into the darkness of boredom) on this laptop just on two forums, YouTube, and Facebook, but I can?t think of anything else worthwhile to do with my time. Oh, and finishing yet another A-Level Politics essay, writing my CV, applying for a job, getting a provisional licence, filling in my driving application. My brother?s told me to stop moving his watch from the table where our TV and everything is on (he used to sleep in my room, and still has a bunch of stuff here), which kind of annoys me, because it?s, like, on the edge of the table, and it doesn?t feel right, it might fall over, yadda yadda?

Nothing bad will happen if I don?t do it?but it?s like an itch that I have to scratch, ?cos if I don?t, then I can?t 100% concentrate on the thing that I?m meant to be doing.

No smartphone because I?m antsy about money, no hobbies because I quit kickboxing due to lack of motivation and it was a fucking hassle trying to get there every Thursday with lack of buses at night and all, and only a few friends I can count on to come out to town now and then on the weekends. Of course, those parts aren?t disabilities or anything, but it could count towards my depression and anxiety. To be honest, sometimes I do care, and sometimes I don?t. My mood tends to change a lot. I?m not bipolar; I guess I?m just still a hormonal teenager with problems. I don?t really like my life at the moment.

I thought I had at least a mild form of dyspraxia at one point, but my doctor told me that my lack of coordination and stuff needs to be worse than what it already is to actually have dyspraxia. But I?m still doubting that a little bit, since I heard that it?s a hard thing to diagnose and it?s focused in certain fields. Or maybe it?s just me desperately looking for a ?label? for my general clumsiness and lack of understanding certain things that a ?normal? 16-year-old should or should not know by now (even shit like hanging up my fucking clothes properly on my clothes hangers, or combing my hear properly?a couple of months ago, before I got it cut, shampoo got stuck in it and turned stale because my hair was so goddamn chunky).

I?m on anti-depressants at the moment, and I?m still on the waiting list for cognitive behavioural therapy (CBT), while a doctor sees me every other week to check up on my progress. Nothing much has changed, really.

*sigh* I guess a couple of good things I have is that I?m quite good at English, and I?ve been told multiple times that I?m a really fast typer. I just know the keys; always have, since I was about 4.

 

[Sarah Kerrigan]

I have some pretty bad fears and OCD to be honest. I have a fear of fire and a big fear of the dark, so being home alone is bad, but being around fire is even worse for me. I also need to unplug everything in my room (set for my alarm clock) before I go to bed and lay out all plugs not touching each other because of my fear, for the idea they might catch on fire when I'm asleep....
Yeah it's kind of hard. I worry alot so that doesn't help.

 

[dumbseizure]

When I was 15 I had Osgood Schlatter Syndrome, which has now left me with early onset arthritis in my knees. As someone who starts work at 5 in the morning, the cold mornings and nights can get pretty god damn painful, and work can become a pain, but luckily it is now summer here so it has eased off a bit.

Also have some recurring tendinitis in my right hand which first happened when I was 17 and doing the HSC. Oh man that was not fun.

Captcha: Have fun.

Fuck you Captcha.....

 

[Biodeamon]

Living with a disability? Hard mode activated.

 

[IamLEAM1983]

A lazy eye. Usually, I'm not noticing it but it does make me pissed off about the 3D craze, because yeah, the textures are nice, but what 3D, huh, where?
It gets kinda trippy when I wear 3D glasses and look into a mirror.

Same. I've got that and a mild case of Cerebral Palsy. I can walk and run like anyone else, but I'm really easy to cause to tip over and fall. Spatial orientation isn't my thing at all (Myst's Selenetic Age Tramway puzzle, FUUUUUU) and my maths are barely starting to pick up. I'm 29 and still get mildly worried when I have to pay bills on my own. Tax reports? Fuck that, I keep my receipts and pay someone to do 'em for me.

I basically drag my iPod out to the grocery store so I can calculate my total pre-emptively.

I just hate numbers all around. That's my real disability, as far as I'm concerned.