Invisible disability feels like able bodied people looking at you as if your productivity and consistency should compare
Invisible disability is others recognizing your difference and choosing more able people so it doesn’t effect them
Invisible disability is feeling unsafe participating in your own public perception; being unsure whether you are creating your reality or observing it
Invisible disability is being disheartened by your attempts to be accountable for having the life you want to live because when you try to speak or leave your house or make a friend your throat fills with anxieties instead
Invisible disability is trying to connect with your profiles on the internet in a tender call for solidarity but being too gripped by some mysterious force to make time for those who actually show interest
It’s squandering opportunities for friendship because
you can’t commit,
you can’t follow through,
you can’t ask,
you can’t pay attention,
you can't move,
Invisible disability is leaving your body when someone else is touching you
because you don't know how to express what you need or what you want
you can't move,
Invisible disability is leaving your body when someone else is touching you
because you don't know how to express what you need or what you want
Invisible disability is not being able to justify that you are not well
You know that others can see the ways in which you do not succeed
because you feel the absence of their respect
You know people judge you, because they treat you different
You see people excel in their careers and feel comfortable in their body and execute their abilities
And, you wonder;
Why not me?
Why is so much of my time spent in recovery?
Why haven’t I recorded a song?
You see people excel in their careers and feel comfortable in their body and execute their abilities
And, you wonder;
Why not me?
Why is so much of my time spent in recovery?
Why haven’t I recorded a song?
Why haven’t I mowed the lawn?
Why haven’t I found a good job?
And all of those meetings
Why haven’t I gone?
Why haven’t I returned the form that would allow me to see somebody
and maybe be more self sufficient
maybe be more independent
Is there a pill that will make it easier to speak?
Is there a pill that will show me what’s real and what’s anxiety?
And then, help me pretend the truth doesn’t effect me?
Is there a pill that won’t erase the good parts of me?
Is there a life where I look like something good
when others compare themselves to me?
Or does healing look more like repairing
my wounded invisibility
my wounded invisibility
Accepting, I am more capable
when I'm solitary
when I'm solitary
Letting myself be alone, be invisible
and not feeling lonely
Not trying to qualify
Not feeling bad that I can’t qualify
my disability