Sorry for the (pretty late) mega y'all, getting back on track with this one 
Not much else going on with me to be honest. Semester's coming to a close soon, which is nice, the classes weren't the best this time around. Hopefully I'll be able to wrap it up without too many issues.
Of course, I also hope you all do well this week! Well, this week and a half 
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"Disability" is an umbrella term which encompasses physical disabilities, emotional/psychiatric disabilities, neurodivergence, intellectual/developmental disabilities, sensory disabilities, invisible disabilities, and more. You do not have to have an official diagnosis to consider yourself disabled.
Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
62, living in public housing; non-binary, disabled, AuDhD... recently left my entire family behind because they have been abusive to me all my life. The damage is done; I have been in and out of therapy my entire adult life; went from girlfriend to girlfriend, job to job, state to state, city to city trying to fit in somewhere. That never happened. I am completely and utterly alone here in public housing; unable to afford any better place, unable to work, and if I did have to work who would hire me? I haven't worked in over a decade. All my contacts are lost to me, I can't keep records. I'm boned if I am forced to go back to work, it will probably have to be day labor. I'll wreck my body again, it was just starting to heal up from decades of labor work; one day my body just refused to work any more and I have been basically resting ever since. With some exercise to make sure I don't turn into jello but yeah I rest a lot.
I'm scared as hell right now but one day at a time right? Today I have everything I need. I sometimes fear I will go mad from the isolation though. I haven't met one single person in this city (deep south) that wants to hang out and talk about anything leftist other than theory; I want to talk about my work with the homeless in the area; I recycle things I find in the community by cleaning them and giving them to the homeless in the camp. It keeps me busy scavenging; yesterday I found 2 t-shirts both like new, brought them home and washed them immediately and already handed them back out to a couple of guys across the street at the smoke shop.
I can't seem to meet anyone in this town that I'd hang out with or that wants to hang out with me, so I just walk around the 'hood every day greeting people, smiling at everyone I meet, scavenging the sidewalk for nuts and bolts and washers and other interesting things one finds on a walk in the city;
It's lonely and I feel like someone cut adrift in space - I feel I must get to some place where there is a resistance group forming or formed but where? And to give up my cheap housing would be hard for me. It's the first place I've lived where family can't stalk me! There's a security guard who never leaves the front door. And I have a great view of downtown; one mile from downtown so I can walk to events there. Or a coffee shop. Were I able to stomach going in a coffee shop these days. I'm afraid of what I might hear people talking about and want to slap them with a dead fish across the face to wake them up.
I feel all I can do right now is to be - as Gabor Mate put it- an 'Empathetic Witness'
I know it means very little, but I wanted to let you know how impressed I am that, despite your personal situation, you still go out to help the people in your community. I can't begin to imagine how you feel and how hard you struggle, but I'm glad there is people like you who despite their personal problems still put this much effort into helping others. It doesn't make things better for you, but you're an inspiring, kind-hearted person and I'm glad you shared your story with us. Thank you, for being who you are and doing what you do. Stay strong, comrade
Thank you comrade. It actually means a lot that you said that. I haven't anyone in my life who would say that to me so it's much appreciated.
That's what we're here for. Never hesitate to lean on us in the mega or otherwise. We all listen to each other, this is a safe place and your struggles and feelings are recognized here. There'll always be someone to listen, and you will not be alone in the Disabled Mega.