A couple weeks ago, I took part in my third time hosting the twitter account @WeAreDisabled, which invites guests to host on a rotating basis. Given the ephemeral nature of Twitter, I’ve decided to re-post much of that writing here (as well as some thoughts from previous times I’ve hosted)…

A couple weeks ago, I took part in my third time hosting the twitter account @WeAreDisabled, which invites guests to host on a rotating basis. Given the ephemeral nature of Twitter, I’ve decided to re-post much of that writing here (as well as some thoughts from previous times I’ve hosted)…

A couple weeks ago, I took part in my third time hosting the twitter account @WeAreDisabled, which invites guests to host on a rotating basis. Given the ephemeral nature of Twitter, I’ve decided to re-post much of that writing here (as well as some thoughts from previous times I’ve hosted)…

A couple weeks ago, I took part in my third time hosting the twitter account @WeAreDisabled, which invites guests to host on a rotating basis. Given the ephemeral nature of Twitter, I’ve decided to re-post much of that writing here (as well as some thoughts from previous times I’ve hosted)…

Apropos of nothing, let me tell a little story about the time I seriously misunderstood the meaning of the word self-advocate and was lovingly taken to task. I’d been involved in the autistic community for a little bit, but more online (read: autistic tumblr) than anything else. …

It is always interesting to me which bodily differences are considered disabilities, and which are not. This is distinct, in my mind, from what differences are disabling. Disabling experiences of the body are not inherently named as disabilities. Disability is a socially constructed category. …

I recently realized that I have been in the Autistic community for almost a decade. This is a strange experience for me, as I perpetually feel like a newcomer to the community (despite, at the risk of self-aggrandizement, years of engagement, advocacy, and community-building). While I have been Autistic my…

Today, I facilitated my first T-House event of the semester. T-House is a program I’ve been running as a student worker for my campus’ Queer Resource Center during the pandemic, dedicated to transmasculine and masculine-of-center individuals and communities (regardless of birth assignment, specific gender identity, or affectional orientation). …

These are the original answers I wrote for the Spirit of Self-Advocacy Twitter chat as part of the Autistic Self-Advocacy’s annual gala. They were a little too long to fit Twitter’s character limits, so I decided to post them here instead. …