I am down. I am real down. I …
There is nothing like a pandemic to bring out the best, and honestly, worst in people. Not so subtle biases have a way of becoming glaringly obvious. Racism, classism, and xenophobia have all reared their ugly heads.
So you may have noticed that my blog has a new name! But why? Well, let me tell you.
I have set an intention for February of self-love and acceptance.
I am someone who has constantly struggled with confidence. Take a girl with a disability who is pretty but not stunning and could use to lose a few pounds and you have a serious case of self-depreciation. However, after some major digging, I have realized that my biggest insecurity has always revolved around my disability.
It’s winter – well sort of. I’m in North Carolina which means spring and winter weather often occupy the same week. But I digress.
There are three words I have heard all …
This post is going to focus more on my disability than any of the others before. Let me correct that, this post is going to focus more on people’s perception of my disability than any of the others before.
My name is Delphine and, surprise! I have a disability. Ok, so most of the people reading this already personally know me, and this is no surprise at all. But, who knows? I could make it big. And if some stranger (or many strangers) decide to read my blog and do it in chronological order, then Surprise! I have a disability.