I’m an adult and I’m pissed

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Pissed that I keep getting rejected, pissed that I didn’t do any internships, pissed that my family is looking at me to already get my shit together and pissed at myself mainly. Who the fuck told me it was a good idea to purse a career in a state college that barely has connections or useful resources to the career that I am pursuing. Why I didn’t I become a social worker or a nurse or fucking lawyer!

https://misconceptionsdotblog.wordpress.com/2022/06/09/the-misconception-of-post-grad-depression

I largely prefer being made to feel different for being black instead of for being disabled – but neither are pleasant

Keywords: thinking out loud , afro , black , black girl , dutch , england , holland , identity , inspiration , netherlands , uk

When you’re a disabled person like me, there are certain things that able-bodied people always say to you. I’ve only been a wheelchair-user for six years and I already feel as if I’ve heard it all thousands of times before. Because I’m black, I don’t only hear the things that disabled people frequently do, I also hear things that black people often do too. Here are all of the things that I constantly hear from able-bodied people, as well as the things that they frequently do when they see me:

https://thewheelchairteen.com/2020/10/25/things-that-disabled-people-always-hear

No matter how much it hurt at the time, rejection has ALWAYS worked together for my good

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I have learned that when you are on a journey, you pack light. You carry only what you can tote on your back and in your hand. That’s it. No more. No less. There is no room for anything that is non-essential. Drama. Hurt. Betrayal. Distraction. None of that can go with you. I mean it can, but you end up starving on the journey because you don’t have any room to pack nourishment and sustenance.

https://lexceereelindustries.com/2020/08/22/reframing-rejection