You might be wondering what exactly DIA-CA is. It has nothing to do with the airport I live near in Denver, or California for that matter. Instead, it's an acronym I have coined (in other words I made it up) for this new topic I want to start highlighting in my blog. It stands for Diversity and Inclusion, Accessibility, Covering, and Allyship.
This new page and series of blogs is something I want to explore. I have been a bit distracted and distant lately, for a lot of reasons; but mostly because I am exhausted, emotionally and physically. Many of you know that I got "long-COVID" in the fall last year, but what most people don't know is about the silent struggle that has been going on most of my life. I have been "covering" many of "symptoms" and "behaviors" most of my life. Some successfully and others not as much. I am neurodivergent. I am a veteran. I am a woman in tech. I have multiple autoimmune disorders. I identify as a person with a disability. I wish I was ready to say more, but I'm still covering and not ready to reveal my full diagnosis/details to the world. It's hard saying if modern medicine has even fully or correctly diagnosed me, but to some extent, I'm not sure it matters. I am unique, I am me, I am learning to love and accept me for me, and I hope you can do the same.
|The picture reads: I am neurodivergent (but not broken). The image contains two hands holding a caption box that is broken in half.|
|The image shows a cartoon depiction of a roller coaster. Each car on the rollercoaster shows a different emoticon face ranging from sad to happy.|
I ask you for grace, just as I am allowing myself some grace as I explore these difficult topics. Much of what I will express are my own feelings, emotions, experiences, and viewpoints--which can't be wrong. If you have different feelings, emotions, experiences, or viewpoints, I encourage you to comment and share (your feelings, emotions, experiences, and viewpoints cannot be wrong either). As long as you are not negative or attacking, your comments will be allowed.
|The picture shows two hands holding a piece of cardboard that reads have grace for me, you, and others.|
Reframing Weird: A short story on why I think I am weird and why I am not actually weird (and you aren't weird either...unless you are an alien or a supernatural creature).
Reframing Thoughts: I Suck at Emotions - I explore my thoughts about emotions and what I have learned about mentalizing.
Covering: Chronic Fatigue: A short story about how I experience fatigue every day of my life and how I try to hide my exhaustion from others. Tips are included for being an ally to someone with chronic fatigue.
Post a Comment