I posted this on my new tumblr but figured I would post it here as well. It has definitely been cleansing to move to a new tumblr but this one has been an amazing space for me for almost 6 years and I’m not quite ready to give it up yet. The support I received from so many followers this year was also amazing so I feel my end of the year wrap up needs to be here as well.

I started 2014 with such enthusiasm and optimism. I experienced immense joy and would like to not repeat the number of times I had quiet meltdowns alone in my apartment. It was a year of triumph and challenge. I learned to allow myself to let things go. I’ve far from perfected it but I’m working on it. Some things are not worth clinging to when you are the only one fighting for them. Sometimes it is okay to put myself first. It’s not selfishness, it’s self-care. I’m learning to savor moments as they happen. I opened myself up to new experiences. I’ve strengthened some old friendships, created some amazing new ones, and let go of some that I could have never imagined would have ended up this way a couple years ago. I let myself trust in those who earned it. I let myself be more vulnerable than I have in a long time but also stood my ground in ways that surprised me. I was confident far more often than not (a nice change this year). I let myself love and be loved. I asked for help and support from those closest to me and didn’t let myself believe I was weak because of it. It was a year of growth and change.

I am starting 2015 on a much different note than I did 2014 but I am still greeting the new year on a hopeful note.

I wish you all the best in the new year.

Still not posting the new url but mutuals or people who have been following me for a while can message me for it

Dec 31, 2014
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By proposing that it is a “waste” for me to have pretty eyes and also be blind, it is suggesting that I am some tragic figure. That the beauty I have is diminished by this awful disability. That I am somehow broken. I don’t like the idea that any part of me is a “waste.”

By suggesting that it is a tragedy for a genius (either intellectual or creative) to have a mental illness, it lessens the work of that person. It turns them into this sad, ironic figure for society to marvel at. When, in reality, their mental illness is no different from that of the Average Joe who has a mental illness. Is Average Joe considered a tragedy on this scale?

I am no one’s tragedy. I can be smart or beautiful or talented and still deal with my disability, and it doesn’t compromise any of those things.

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- Author Kody Keplinger (The DUFF) at Disability in Kidlit

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Dec 10, 2014