The Lame Dame

Haven’t submitted in ages….life’s been kicking my ass.

So my once local pain is now radiating through my whole body.  It sucks.  With the pain I’ve got in my wrists, elbows, and shoulders now, it’s almost impossible to get a bra on at all, and it is always extremely painful.

So, I’ve decided to give bralessness a try!  I’m trying to break out of the internalized misogyny that tells me I need to wear a bra all the time, especially since I’m busty.  I’m layering tanks under my shirts so there are no nip-throughs, but I know there’s this gross idea that it’s “unfeminine” or “brazen” or just not “classy” to go without a bra.  But I don’t give a shit about those things, I give a shit about lessening my pain.

Anybody else had to do this?  Or just do it because of preference?  Bra-removal always was a great part of my day, so I’m feeling pretty satisfied with the decision, at least for now.  Dunno if I’ll be comfortable keeping it up during our 100F-degree summers though….

I only wear a bra when I absolutely have to. I’m usually in layered outfits or wearing a scarf to sortof mask the wobble, and it hasn’t been a problem for me 

Rest Out with your Chest Out ;)

inspiration porn - am I doing it right?

i-need-that-seat:

wheeliewifee:

chronicallykatie:

AMEN!

Fantastic!

Same goes for so many other illnesses, and even other forms of cancer…

Raise awareness! Ask questions, look it up, and don’t let any kind of “stigma” keep you from learning and teaching.

(Source: isometimesironmyshirts)

**Submission to The Lame Dame from transgalacticwanderer**

It was hard for me to decide to submit this because I felt as if I’m inserting my privilege of being invisibly physically disabled into a space for those who are visibly disabled, but I hope that y’all will welcome me into this space.

I’m Elissa, 20, visibly neurodiverse, invisibly physically disable, pansexual, grey-asexual trans* chick. One of the hardest things I’ve had face is people constantly assuming that I’m not physically disabled  but that I can’t do things because I’m fat or lazy. I’ve had a medically messy past (if y’all want to read about it more in depth check the “My History” tab on my blog), the short version is that thanks to a premature birth, hydrocephalus and a minor palsy, I have an malformed hip socket, limited range of motion/functionality in my left leg, the leg is shorter and the limp was only exacerbated by me breaking my right leg in kindergarten. This life has left me with a multitude of scars, both literal and metaphoric, and it’s taken me most of the past 20 years to begin to accept that I have the right to be proud of who I am. So much of my journey and struggles in life are tied in with my transition, it has been through my acceptance of my gender that I’ve come to embrace my scars, my flab, my limitations, my pain and my whole being.

I’m glad a space like this exists, it’s been thanks to tumblr that I’ve learned to accept my body and my experiences, and I hope that many others find the support I have.

**Note From Mod: Hello, Elissa! This is a space where folks living with disabilities or disabling conditions of all kinds can share their experiences, photos, stories, and gripes. You are most welcome here. -Kendall**

My girlfriend (Tumblr user meteloides) showing that cane users can still be sexy and smart. That’s her pharmacy tech recertification, should she feel strong enough and find a place accomodating enough in the next two years to hire her.

She has severe fibromyalgia, which was developed after pneumonia put her in the hospital for a week in February 2011.