My tears, when they fall, are grief and frustration at the life I have lost, the life on hold, and the life that refuses to change.
#chronicpain #chronic #stigmas #disabled #why
My chronic pain would have many crying.
My missing tears are not proof it's better. It is proof of how long I've had to live with it.
#chronicpain #chronic #stigmas #disabled #why
I think everyone needs to ask themselves if a #stigmas deserve to exist? From #HIV to #mental health we should always endeavor to fight the #stigma unjustly attached to these conditions, we pride ourselves on tolerance and diverse inclusivity. It's time to make that a reality not a punchline.
Sexual health #stigmas can prevent people from seeking the services they need, like STI testing 🧪 and treatment 💊. Let’s break the silence and prioritize our well-being. To learn more about #STI testing, visit bit.ly/4jHamlu
#poem #homeless #promptcombo #Stigmas
had to get my Doctor's notes to apply for some student funding. This is some of the stigma people face if they have a condition and how crappy it makes you feel.
#promptcombo #stigmas
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#poem #homeless #promptcombo #Stigmas
I was lucky to escape being homeless after a couple of months back in my 20s. There was a stigma back then which has only got worse.
A King’s Ransom For Richard III by Clare O'Brien The scoliosis was too obvious, like the car park plot, marked R. You were planted evidence, a harvest for history geeks. Each pundit had their own agenda. The psychic was half in love with your regal reputation. The scientific sceptics wanted proof. The X-rays saw through you but they didn't read your mind. Your spinal column snaked through their preconceptions. Tests proved your provenance. An archaeologist ate his hat. Medics laid you out, traced the echo of your humiliation. They put flesh on your bones and your wickedness dissolved. Your skeleton held them all to ransom. What could they do? You were just some dead loser, a corpse with brains dashed out, thrown across the horse Shakespeare made you beg for.
Cover of 'The Body' Anthology ed. Charlotte Cosgrave, Rough Diamond Books
Here's a #poem for this week's #promptcombo #stigmas with thanks to Paul Brookes at @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
Kind of an ode to the late Richard III, to whom much stigma has been attached, perhaps thanks to Shakespeare.
Published in recent anthology 'The Body' from @rough-diamond1.bsky.social
Thank you Sue. I'd written notes for #Stigmas including this person.
How the poem came out:
I read my notes.
Turned out the bedside lamp.
Turned it on again almost immediately.
Wrote the poem in a couple of minutes, in flow.
Went to sleep.
(I don't often do this) 💤
#poem #mentalhealth #depression #ptsd #promptcombo #Stigmas
I've posted this before but its about the daily battle with depression and ptsd.
Inside Out She carries a stigma she created for herself A fractured life arc, carried on her body Inked-in pain that’s more a stigmata within Pushing through, bleeding out a belonging An identity, her identity, stamped in reverse. The devil plays tunes backwards for you So it is with the words of revulsion, possession And compulsion, to rehearse and repeat Over and over in the mirror each day Indelibly marked as other, non-fixable. It says nekorB © Glenn Barker January 2025
Hello #PromptCombo and this week's host Paul Brookes @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social for #Stigmas
This is a recollection from an episode of First Dates, Channel4
Decaying health— death staring from hollowed eyes The pale rider begins his ascent scythe gleaming not in menace but in sympathy Yet fates were sealed Misinformation silence— media and politics cohorting to erase the Gay Disease an entire generation lost to grief and ignorance
Life expectancy close to average medicine to prevent further decline lives saved by scientific progress But still— words are whispered too often behind closed doors Viruses don’t care or discriminate They exist— to spread But so does knowledge and compassion. ○ matthias geh
Gleaming Scythe
Decaying health—
death staring
from hollowed eyes
The pale rider begins
his ascent...
*continued in alt-text
For #promptcombo, theme this week is #stigmas
Credit and heartfelt thanks to @katrevier.bsky.social for editing. 💜 You are awesome!
#poetrycommunity #poem #freeform
#poetry
#promptcombo
#stigmas
Thank you for hosting @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
One of my earliest poems based on a news article, published in Dreich Mag season 4 no. 12
I think it fits #PromptCombo #stigmas
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Forgive the clunky prose-ness of it!
For this week's #promptcombo #stigmas with thanks to Paul @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social and everyone taking part.
Trigger warning - addiction
#poem #addiction #heroin #promptcombo #Stigmas
Magnified
you see the cracks
the dust
the blemishes
those stigmas
we carry on our shoulders
easily identified imperfections
under the glare of a morning sun
or on a shrink's couch
however with normal vision
beauty speaks for itself
#promptcombo #Stigmas
An interesting #stigmas for #PromptCombo Thrilled I'm around today so I can share my contribution with you. Back in 2020 myself & artist Olivia Ni Canabhain collaborated on the Shameful Treatment of Catholic Ireland in Mother and Baby Homes.
Here's my poem 'Seed' with Olivia's drawing🖤
Happy hosting
Paul, excellent choice, my friend, for this week's #PromptCombo #Stigmas.
Everyone welcome. Come and join in.
Use the hastags & tag Paul @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
Stigmata In 1980 Arthur C Clark was granted weekly, thirty minutes on ITV, as a burred proto internet, poking about supposed mysteries of the world. So, Padre Pio had half an hour for his ersatz stigmata: all bandaged, bloody palms and claggy vestments. In the vivid era of The Omen, The Exorcist, and pre the television watershed, he seemed an amateur, a mere walk-on extra. I remember soon after my R.E. teacher telling us we’d discovered that Rome crucified not through hands, but hammered wrists. So, the real miracle here the power of mind, of a willed, skin-ripping empathy, as from memory, no one suggested any actual fakery; though the Testament of Wikipedia now appears rather more skeptical of this holy business. I’m sure I read of Pio again, much later, when his silhouette (or someone like him) popped up on a slice of such passionately craved for pareidolia-toast.
Hullo @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social #stigmas is such a great topic Paul for #promptcombo
Thanks for hosting!
Living With Stigma "Nothing changes more than the notion of what is shocking" Elizabeth Bowen, 1959 Accumulated with missing relations in photographs of his grandad's family, his Nanna's dropped dark hints. One occasion on his regular visits his Nanna sees: "You know don't you?"And how did he detect? A photo of his Grandad's mam in a thick long black coat big buttoned up to her short neck beneath a cloche. His Nana says she lived a spit88 from us. Whenever grandad's back we hears her black boots on the gravel and, without knocking asking for money she invades our parlor.9 Nana says she took lodger's at her lodging House. Grandad never spoke of his dad. Asked why he would say "I'm not interested." Afraid folk would say "Stay away. He'll corrupt you by being near you. He's degenerate, depraved."
Thankyou Vic @victoriaspires.bsky.social for last week's great #promptcombo. All are welcome to contribute. Use hashtags #promptcombo #Stigmas
"Nothing changes more than the notion of what is shocking" Elizabeth Bowen, 1959
Die Veranstaltung heisst:
#Weltaidstag 2024, jenseits des #Stigmas?
Beginn ist um 18h in der #Katharinenkirche.
Danach circa 19.45 gibts den Trauermarsch zum AidsMemorial und anschliessend auch noch Umtrunk& Suppe im #Switchboard
Alles natürlich auch einzeln besuchbar