Severe M.E. – The Hidden Monster

Close up of blue forget-me-nots.

M.E. (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis) is something very few who haven’t lived within its reach truly understand. Like many other chronic illnesses, nobody on the outside can really see its true effects, the worst is mostly played out behind closed doors and in dark rooms. Before I carry on, I just want to note that, like many […]

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On Grief and Growing

Pink cherry blossom with 5 petals and bronze leaves.

This year, my 25th one, was the year I always told myself I’d have ‘caught up’ by… whatever that means. It’s like I thought life was a game of monopoly, with houses to gather with each year. The dating one, the driving one, the job one, moved out one, home-owner one, car, relationship, child… And […]

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Wheelchairs Are Like Glasses

Holly, a white woman with shoulder length brown hair, sitting in a powered wheelchair in a field with a bay pony leaning her head into her lap, smiling. Holly is wearing a black coat, black leggings, a black baseball cap and green tinted glasses.

Have you ever heard of the term Ambulatory Wheelchair User? I’m going to hazard a guess that unless you’re a part of the disabled community, or close to it, it’s unlikely you have…

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FOR MY FUTURE SELF

Rays from the low sun streaming over the back of a white pony, with a bay horse grazing in the background.

I sat down to write, and by some twist of fate I came across a letter I had written to myself 2 years ago today. Here it is, in case you need to hear it too…

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ACCEPTANCE

Holly, a white woman with shoulder length brown hair, sitting outside in front of hedges and trees in a Quickie Q700 Sedeo Pro Powered Wheelchair with the legs elevated. Wearing grey trousers, a plum coloured top, sunglasses and a grey baseball cap.

I’ve been wanting to write about acceptance for a while, and what it means to me. So often, the narrative we hear is centred around overcoming challenges, but what about accepting them and ourselves, as we are?

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Farmer-On-Wheels

A photo of a girl (Holly) in an electric wheelchair with elevated legs, lunging a light bay horse in a grass field.

This started off as an appreciation post for my new power-chair, but it’s become so much more. I hope you’ll bear with me, as I think it’s an important topic to cover whatever your current health status. I’m sure it’ll come as no surprise that farms and faulty health aren’t exactly a match made in […]

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