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Welcome to c/disabled, an anticapitalist community for disabled people/people with disability(s).
What is disability justice? Disability justice is a framework of activism which centers disabled people of multiple intersections. Before participating in in this community, please read the Ten Principles of Disability Justice.
Do I count as disabled/a person with disability(s)? "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.
Follow the Rules:
- This comm is open to everyone. However, the megathread is only open to people who self-identify as disabled/a person with disability(s). We center the experiences of disabled people here, and if you are abled we ask that you please respect that.
- Follow the principles of disability justice, as outlined in the link above.
- Zero tolerance for ableism. That includes lateral ableism. Ableism will result in a ban.
- No COVID minimization.
- Do not offer unsoliticed health advice. We do not want to hear about the wonders of exercise or meditation, thank you very much. Additionally, do not moralize health or "healthy choices".
- If posting an image, please write an image description for our blind/low vision comrades. (If doing this is inaccessible to you, DM one of the mods and we will help.)
- Please CW and spoiler tag discussions of ableism.
- When it comes to identify-first vs person-first language, respect the language that people choose for themselves. If someone wants to be referred to as a disabled person, respect that. If someone wants to be referred to as a person with a disability, respect that.
- Try to avoid using ableist language. It is always good to be mindful of the way language has been used to oppress and harm people.
- Follow the Hexbear Code of Conduct.
Let's kick back and have fun!
As of December 2025, there is a Matrix Chat Room that adheres to the same rules as the community. If you want to join, it is an invite only server. Just knock to join. Should you have trouble with the link, you can contact the mods for help: https://matrix.to/#/#Hexbear_Disabled_and_ND:matrix.org
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I knew my prescriptions finally being sorted by the doctor was too good to be true. There's already a problem with it. The pharmacy doesn't have the type of thyroxine I take in stock and doesn't know when they can get it - not an issue with paper prescriptions as I can take the prescription to a different chemist. But with the new dispensing system the doctor set up there are no paper prescriptions and you can't take it to a different chemist, only to the GP chemist. So I can't get my thyroxine (which I will die without - I don't mind dying but it will be a very unpleasant way to go.) So I asked the GP receptionist if I can just go back to the usual way and she's so confused by my request she doesn't know what to do and clearly doesn't care. I honestly think that to get a job as a GP receptionist you must have an IQ of less than zero and be more evil than Hitler. I asked for an appointment with the GP to get it changed back but there were no appointments left so now I'm back to having to go there at 8.30 in the morning and queue up to get on the triage list, and if the appointments run out by the time I get to the front of the queue I'll have to do this every day until I finally get an appointment. This nonsense just never ends.
I also tried to get an appointment with the podiatrist about my Achilles tendon since the physiotherapist can't see me until 12th Jan, but the podiatrist can't see me until 19th Jan. I'm so tired of how difficult it is to access basic medical care.
Only one thing has improved my mood. I found an official letter addressed to me, on the dining room table where my landlady leaves my post when it arrives. It apparently arrived a few days ago but I only just found it. Since it looked official I was worried it might be something stressful to deal with like the DWP or NHS. But I found it was a lovely xmas gift - a Sainsburys gift card. Someone from here who I'd given my address to previously must have sent it to me. I don't know who, but whoever it was: thank you! So at least one nice thing happened.