Marriage equality is not real equality until disabled people can get married to the person they love without losing their government benefits.

It's Black Lives Matter until that Black person is disabled or chronically ill.

Alice Wong taught us that disabled people don’t just leave memories behind—they leave infrastructure. Lineages of care. Methods of collective survival. She named the connective tissue that holds us together, even across death, even across the losses that come too fast & often.

If you want to do something for Alice Wong or Leslie Lee’s memory please keep a respirator mask on at least on public transport, in stores and in healthcare settings

My heart goes out to Alice Wong's and Leslie Lee III's loved ones. They were so dear to the disability community. I've learned so much from both of them. We've lost too many disabled comrades. Mask up. Protect yourself and others. Anyone can become disabled.

We are deeply saddened to hear of Alice Wong's passing. We are forever grateful for all that she has done for us in our movement for disability justice. May you rest in eternal peace, Alice. We are blessed to have you as an ancestor.

Collective healing and liberation requires us to hang out our dirty laundry 🧼🫧 Thread 1/14

‘We must remember that criticism is not to speak ill or make intrigues. To criticise is and must be the act of expressing an honest opinion, in front of the interested parties, based on facts and in a spirit of justice.’ Issued by the PAIGC signed by Amílcar Cabral 1965 🌱

We need to begin considering how we can start becoming okay with the messiness of our humanity if we ever want get free. ❤️‍🩹 14/14

Our work needs us to return to Indigenous ways of being in community where conflict and rupture is every bodies business. The overuse of boundaries and professionalism are colonial tools of oppression. 14

discourages against bringing our personal selves into the work. It shows up in Indigenous and diasporic people in our trauma wounds that promote secrecy and privacy. We've been taught not to air our dirty laundry because the oppressors might use it against us. 12

This is where therapy and our organising falls short: it applies an individualistic and colonial lens to healing. For example, therapy promotes confidentiality and separates us when attempting to address issues. Professionalism within a capitalist and colonial mindset...11

The invitation here is to reframe our relational healing work as something that has to happen collectively, because it's impossible to separate the personal from the professional and the political. It's all connected. 10

and early experiences shape how we are able to show up. We have to be willing to be in that mess and move through the pain together in order to heal, but that is extremely difficult to do as part of our collective work. 9

This might manifest as internal conflict within our relationships and communities. We might end up replicating the harm that happens to us as marginalised people in our own groups or organising work. Conflict might arise within our organising but our internal wounds, patterns..7

the way of me resolving it. When thinking about this more widely, the thorn that causes us harm could represent the state and systems of oppression. We may want to remove the thorn but we may get in our own way to truly prevent healing and liberation...6

our trauma or personal process can sometimes get in the way of issues that arise, and it can sometimes compound them. We have to be willing and ready to do that internal work, otherwise it will intensify the issue at hand. The thorn was the issue, but my trauma was getting in...5

along with pulling out the thorn, than addressing the issue head on. Luckily in the end I was able to get it out without a needle and my relief was immense. But this made me think about something bigger, so the point I'm trying to make is that...4

a phobia and fear of needles that's rooted in my trauma. I asked my friend to help me take it out, but the pain and distress it caused me made me stop. I really wanted to avoid the problem. I would've rather risked it getting infected than face my fear and the pain that comes...3

I got a splinter from a bramble on my allotment on Saturday that annoyingly went too deep for me to pull out with tweezers. This meant that I needed to dig it out with a needle, however I have...2