I’m not a writer, I waffle, I go off point and after college my spelling became became atrocious. I’ve even been known to use “you’re” instead of “your”! Right then, that’s expectations set…

I’ve been thinking about starting a blog for a few years now. It all started during my masters course where the suggestion of disability was brought up as a focus for my work. It’s funny, I look back and remember the awkwardness of this suggestion when made by my tutor. My disability had always been the hidden elephant in the room. It’s funny I’ve tried so hard to not let my disability get in the way that sometimes I actually forget I’m disabled (well at least until I’m confronted with some handle rail-less stairs).

Long story short I set out to look at disability and architecture in my thesis. My tutor asked that we started a blog as a way for him to see what we had been up to and to act of a record of our process. This planted the seed, I started to think about how disability was perceived. I mean look a the word “dis” as defined by Collins online dictionary! It takes the starting point that we are less then (something that I’m definitely not).


I went on to complete my studies, but every now and then my subconscious would niggle. I’ve always had so many thoughts about disability, but they’ve mostly been contained. I want to use this blog as an opportunity to explore disability, warts and all. I want to talk to my teenage self and tell her that she will still be able to walk aged 30, that she will make friends who won’t care about the way she walks. I want to create a space where I can share my thoughts on living with a disability and ultimately challenge misconceptions of others as well as my own.