Reality of Disability Blog Posts

To read more of Meaghan's words, and to get a remarkable glimpse inside the autistic mind, please read her book, imPOSSIBLE DREAM. It...

To read more of Meaghan's words, and to get a remarkable glimpse inside the autistic mind, please read her book, imPOSSIBLE DREAM. It...

To read more of Meaghan's words, and to get a remarkable glimpse inside the autistic mind, please read her book, imPOSSIBLE DREAM. It...

To read more of Meaghan's words, and to get a remarkable glimpse inside the autistic mind, please read her book, imPOSSIBLE DREAM. It...

To read more of Meaghan's words, and to get a remarkable glimpse inside the autistic mind, please read her book, imPOSSIBLE DREAM. It...

To read more of Meaghan's words, and to get a remarkable glimpse inside the autistic mind, please read her book, imPOSSIBLE DREAM. It...

I have listened enough. It is time for me to speak. I have a lot to teach the world about autism. I think that there is a lot of...

“When I began a diet a week before my stroke, I never dreamed of such a dramatic result.” - Jean-Dominique Bauby Jean-Dominique Bauby...

“But I see in the clothes a symbol of continuing life. And proof that I still want to be myself. If I must drool, I may as well drool on...

“Today it seems to me that my whole life was nothing but a string of those small near misses: a race whose result we know beforehand but...

“Sunday. I contemplate my books, piled up on the windowsill to constitute a small library: a rather useless one, for today no one will...

“I shed a few tears as we passed the corner café where I used to drop in for a bite. I can weep discreetly. People think my eye is...

“Wind begins to whip up the sand. The tide has gone out so far that swimmers look like tiny dots on the horizon. The children run to...

“Today is Father's Day. Until my stroke, we had felt no need to fit this made-up holiday into our emotional calendar. But today we spend...

“I need to feel strongly, to love and to admire, just as desperately as I need to breathe. A letter from a friend, a Balthus painting on...

“Mysterious paradox: time, motionless here, gallops out there. In my contracted world, the hours drag on but the months flash by.” -...

“My diving bell becomes less oppressive, and my mind takes flight like a butterfly. There is so much to do. You can wander off in space...

“But for now, I would be the happiest of men if I could just swallow the overflow of saliva that endlessly floods my mouth. Even before...

“Under the physical therapist’s gaze, I am a Tour de France long shot on the verge of pulling off a record-setting victory. Success...

“You can handle the wheelchair," said the occupational therapist, with a smile intended to make the remark sound like good news, whereas...