Ableism

Ableism, in the streets in day . People tell me how to walk, when to walk, how to live. ? because I'm blind I'm obviously incompetent; even if not this impression they give. The other night I was in the most pleasant mood when a man grabbed the cane and it's not considered rude. Just a part of the ignorant theme of America and elsewhere. ; I get it. Yet the price to be paid is mine and the trauma identity imbedded Early afternoon I peeled away the gloom. By writing down my thoughts and feelings though abstract like the nebulas I've grown to own. Poetry Soup an some showed me love. Community, finally, but bliss to early... To log in you need a Capture code; a little image simple to you but impossible for me. ablest surely aren't in our home we think; Saturday night live can't truly be that cruel. Sorry to say it's true. The spoken key won't fit in the lock; give it a try and put yourself in my rotten shoe . SNL wouldn't make fun of a Jew, but they brutalize the blind just as surely as I'm talking to you. Yes it is true; I am witness; the verbal codes keep me from taking part just as surely as your weight problem meant no prom date. I can only have my girlfriend log me in so long and then I'm livid and screaming my ostracism song. feel terrible, side-lined, and wanted to tell the site developers. I go to the contact us link but of course you needed to see in order to send a message. The verbal codes inaudible or at best they can't be typed for glitches. Call the BBB but unless it's a valid crime then who cares. If'n my heart then it tears. If it's my part then it's the role of pulling out my own hair; to pull through?And so I bit you ado.