Just laying in bed listening to chickadees singing.

Today's alright.

I wrote my Disability Manifesto by thinking of all the Disabled people who have shaped my life. All the brilliant books I've read by Disabled people. All the art we've done, all the organizing we've done. Where we found ways to pace, work with our limitations, and where we won battles not despite our disability but of our Disabled selves.

https://reshapingreality.org/2025/04/15/birds-disabled-manifesto/

I forget if anyone claimed this yet or not.

It's just another vent piece made with acrylics and metallic POSCA pens. Please message me if you're interested in owning it and we can work something out!

hello friends!

my name is fae and i use he/they pronouns. i really like #cartoons #storytelling and #disabledjoy . this profile will probably be all over the place, but here are some things you're likely to find here:

#adventuretime and #fionnaandcake
#stevenuniverse
#hilda
#theamazingdigitalcircus
#Hellaverse
#futurama
#beeandpuppycat
#gravityfalls
#avatarthelastairbender
#art
#poetry
#chronicillness and #ChronicIllnessMemes
and more!

i do also have an art account at https://mastoart.social/@paintedfaebles

thank you for your time, here is my cat

When you feel like shit and can't get up but then your cat comes to snuggle you #disabledJoy

Vent art about the couple that was unable to love me because of the complications associated with my brain injury. I started spraying my work with varnish, btw. It should last longer this way!

I am so tired. My sleep is fucked for my course so I know I'll be tired AF, whatever times I sleep and wake, unless I get randomly lucky, which is possible.
It's annoying but otherwise fine. The DWP looms with their "make young people with symptoms work" bullshit, but the blade's not fallen yet.

With any luck, I can get work as an off-hours therapist. Like crisis lines, night shift standby, or similarly flaky clients who check my daily / weekly schedule forecast and call me up during my projected online-office hours.

#work #SocialWork #therapy #counselling #counsellor #therapist #training #job #planning #future #organisation #predict #disabled #DisabledJoy #disability #cripGripe #really? #holyCrap #newHashtag #goMe

Watching a live stream of SF Opera's Carmen and it's wonderful to be able to access arts & culture from my couch! YAY #DisabledJoy

FORST TIME I GOT A FIVE ON MY MORNING STABILITY WITH #VISIBLEAPP

NUMBER GO UP! NUMBER GO UP!!! #disabledJoy

Joy is not a luxury.

Joy is not a reward.

Joy is not conditional on our successes or acceptability or productivity.

Joy is our birth-right, each and every one of us. And we should orient towards it, encourage it, protect it - demand it - as part of every day of our lives.

The joy is the point.

I feel like I've barely left the couch (or bed) in over a month, but I've been watching a ton of birds just hanging out in all the wildflowers out back, so it's ok.

Today is a day for saying fuck you to the little voice that insists I should only be taken seriously as a disabled person if I'm always miserable.

Today is a day to flip the finger to the attitude that my work, my activism, my principles only count if I suffer all the time. That my desire to work towards a better world is meaningless if I ever take a break.

Today is a day to laugh and kick aside the pesky, nonsensical notion that I somehow am cold and soulless and uncaring because I choose to turn away from things I cannot possibly affect in order to attend to things I desperately need.

Today is a day to remember that liberation isn't about what we are willing to die for - it's about what we insist on living for.

Today is a day for #DisabledJoy.

I've now had several consecutive days without feeling awful, and my delight about this has officially surpassed my fear of jinxing it by celebrating, so here we are!

Some days are just meant for sitting around watching squirrels be adorable.

Just in case someone else needs this reminder as much as I do.

Much like a cat, my body is technically classified as a highly viscous liquid.

I just got to start my (very slow) day by greeting the woodpecker who has started hanging around out back.

They did not consent to a photo today, but that's fine. We've got plenty of time to get to know each other better.

Actually managed to write some serious code tonight, for the first time it what feels like a very long while.

The Accessible-First Document editor is slowly taking shape, and it's increasingly taking over all my document stuff; I already used it exclusively for all my small notes, but it now powers the static web site generator tool I use for all of SpoonStack.org as well as Starship Gender, and it's getting close to my preferred way to write project documentation, too.