Ann Magill, a writer and disability activist with cerebral palsy, is the creator of the widely adopted Disability Pride flag.
The flag was originally designed to have zig-zagged stripes with much more vivid colors, "to represent how disabled people have to maneuver around all the barriers we face” Ep. 106: The Accessible Stall Interviews Ann Magill, Disability Pride Flag Creator. The flag started to gain popularity around 2019 and was updated in 2021 to the more accessible version widely used today. Magill has released any copyright claims and classified the design as public domain to encourage its use. The flag uses the six standard international flag colors (green, blue, white, gold, black, and red) to denote a global disabled community united by shared experiences. The diagonal band is for ‘cutting across’ the walls and barriers that separate disabled people from society, and also represents the light and creativity of the disability community that cuts through the darkness of ableism.
What the Disability Pride flag colors are meant to represent:
- Black or charcoal: meant to represent the grief and anger of and for disabled persons who are victimized and lost to abuse, negligence, and ableist violence
- Green: signifies sensory disabilities
- Blue: signifies psychiatric disabilities
- White: signifies invisible disabilities, including not yet diagnosed, or misdiagnosed
- Gold or yellow: signifies cognitive, intellectual, and neurodivergent disabilities
- Red: signifies physical disabilities
Disability Pride Flag Image
Alt Text for Image: a muted black or charcoal rectangle with five thick, multi-colored stripes running diagonally through the middle of the rectangle from the top left corner to the bottom right corner. The stripe colors, from top to bottom, are green, blue, white, yellow, and red.
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Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
I’m at my wits end.
It’s been so many years and all I could scrounge up is a fucking minimum wage job. I hate being unemployable. Every day is a fucking humiliation ritual. Off to apply to jobs who will never even know I applied, and just be told “no” over and over.
It’s awful, comrade, sorry you’re having to go through it. I hope you can find something that treats you better (like UBI, but I know it’s mostly a dream right now). Hang in there as best you can.
i want ubi so bad…
“erm, but its not economically feasible”
the other option is we
the ruling class, so i dont knowIt’s been shown that people are more productive under UBI, and it makes sense. Like right now people on benefits often don’t dare to work as it can reduce their benefit entitlement. But under UBI there’s nothing stopping people from working when they feel up to it, safe in the knowledge that they’ll still get the full UBI amount and so can stop working when they aren’t feeling up to it.
yep, plus not being stressed all the time due to financial insecurity is really helpful for your ability to be productive!
Just imagine the advances we could have had by now if most of humanity wasn’t focused on struggling to survive…
I feel you, I’m going through the same motions but I’m getting nowhere. I’m sitting here, applying with you, and just hope that one of us gets lucky
disability services is claiming I have a overpayment the size of four new cars on their portal. caseworker has been radio silent for months and I’m sitting here like
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Good news: Someone I know is not dead!
Spent like half a week low key freaking out. Frankly, don’t want to know what happened, I’m just glad he’s alive.
There is no afterlife, only annihilation, and that’s horrifying.
to your last point i don’t see how it’s different from before you were alive.
now the process of dying, most of those are fucked.
My mom’s friend has a 5 year old. The fact she didn’t exist until quite recently is a bit of a mind bender.
glad your friend is OK, that sounds scaryIt was fuckin’ horrifying. Thank you.
These idiots can’t decide whether I have a UTI or not, and this has been going on for a month now. Sometimes my urine test comes back as being infected, sometimes clear. Meanwhile the symptoms aren’t going away and I’ve had four or five (can’t even remember) courses of antibiotics, the latest ones are badly affecting the tendons in my knees so even getting up off a chair hurts.
And I’m having to take extreme doses of antihistamines as I’m having allergic reactions to these antibiotics as well as everything else. The doctor finally found a moment to talk to me about my allergies and is her answer to send me to the allergy clinic to find out what I’m actually allergic to? Of course not! The answer, as always, is just to pump me full of more drugs with more side effects but never actually try to find out what the underlying problem actually is.
May all doctors burn in hell.
It seems like you’ve said you’ve been on antibiotics for ages now, which I always thought was something to be avoided, especially when already immunocompromised. Are you scheduled for another foot surgery soon? Sending hugs, I know things are hard
Yes, and the antibiotics aren’t even working, they can’t even make up their minds whether this is actually a UTI or a different bladder issue. I’ve only just got on the waiting list to see the urologist, who knows how long that will take. And they do just throw endless drugs like antibiotics at me, regardless of the side effects, because it’s easier and cheaper for them than actually trying to solve the problem. First they gave me two courses of fosfomycin, then a course of nitroforantoin, then a course of cephalexin. None worked, had allergic reactions to all of them and the GP is just like “Just take more loratadine (antihistamine)”.
My next foot surgery is scheduled for 19th may, assuming I can raise enough money to pay for the things I need for it.
Recently learned I’m in the autistic spectrum, explains a lot about growing up.
I feel that, it explained so much after I was able to connect the dots, and I’m still learning new things all the time
having to talk to the legal clinic to get help in appealing my disability denial is triggering the fuck out of me, ough
Back on anti-psychotics. It’s been a rough day or so. I’m glad I didn’t post all the Weird Shit I wanted to. Coming back from psychosis and/or mania can be embarrassing the things I said and did.
And like, I kinda miss aspects of it. I like having more energy and out-of-the-box thinking, but sometimes the outside of that box is dangerous, both physically and mentally. It is nice not to be in mortal terror constantly, though.
[Trauma dumping maybe, IDK]
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I feel trapped. I try so hard but I never get anywhere. The annoying part is I bet people think I’m lazy or irresponsible or that I choose this. But I’m not, I try. I try really damn hard.
What am I doing wrong? Do I just suck at life?
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You don’t suck at life, little owl, and you’re not doing anything wrong. You work so so hard, and that deserves to be acknowledged. You’re doing your best and that should be enough even when things don’t work out the way you or others expect. The world seems so uncertain lately, but I hope you know we’ll be proud of you no matter what.
I started a little Bluesky blog (lib I know) to keep my mind occupied. I’m starting out by posting about cool artist and songs that deserved more praise and up and coming ones as well. I like the research aspect the best, it gives me something to look forward to every morning. I also love the feeling I get when brainstorming new topics I could branch out into. I haven’t felt this creatively inspired in such a long time!
I only have one post so far but I’m already working on my next post and I’m so excited to get back to it every day I wake up.
I hope you all have a great week!
Having a creative outlet can be so rewarding, that’s awesome you found something that fuels that excitement. Hope the rest of your week treats you well!
Yes it feels amazing and I hope others are you able to find something that makes them feel like this…
Thank you I hope you have a wonderful week as well!
My Rats of NIMH fanfiction on AO3 currently has 117k words and 158 individual works.
A lot of it is stuff like “This is how the rats and mice design doors!” it’s fun.
Damn I love The Secret of NIMH movie, I used to cry as a kid when I watched it. Congrats on your fanfic it sounds like a great read.
Now I’ve got voices telling me not to take my meds. I understand meds are not for everyone, but without going into detail, I wouldn’t be alive without them. I haven’t had this particular experience for a while. Hoping it goes away soon.
You know this feeling when you know something is wrong with your body, but you can’t tell what it is exactly? I spend a couple of months at this point trying to figure out what it is with different doctors and now, finally, one doctor told me it might be sleep apnea - which explains really all my symptoms. I will have to go and get some more tests, but from what she told me and what my short research on the topic has brought up so far makes it an almost 100% match. While the diagnosis wouldn’t be amazing, it would certainly help figuring out how to solve it. So on that note, I actually feel a lot better knowing, and hope that future tests will help with potential treatment.
Hope your week is as illuminating and hopefully less concerning than mine! Love you all, you adorable sweeties
I really hope you get a diagnosis and it helps to resolve your issues.
Thank you sweetie
If they suggest a CPAP/BiPAP machine make sure it has a heated water chamber. Waking up with irritated nasal cavities after an entire night of cold dry air blowing directly in there is the worst feeling ever.
I hope you’ll be able to get better sleep after you’re able to figure this out with your doctor!
Thank you love, I appreciate it! <3 I’ll make sure to ask about it should this therapy option become relevant.
Hopefully the tests are just as enlightening, and you get some solid answers soon to relieve some of that stress of wondering.
I hope so too, and thank you sweetie
Much love to you all
And you.
Thank you for the new mega, and much love to you too sweetie
Edit: oops this was meant as a reply to someone else in the thread.
If they suggest a CPAP/BiPAP machine make sure it has a heated water chamber. Waking up with irritated nasal cavities after an entire night of cold dry air blowing directly in there is the worst feeling ever.
I hope you’ll be able to get better sleep after you’re able to figure this out with your doctor!
I second this, knowing someone who also has a CPAP machine. I think this was meant for @gingerbrat@hexbear.net :)
I feel like I haven’t said it in a while so: You are beautiful, you are loved, and you matter. Every last one of you deserve to be acknowledged, taken care of, held, and loved in abundance.
And so are and do you
I’m not feeling up to engaging much. My migraines have really flared up this past week. I think it’s because now it’s summer everyone is out and about, doused in perfume. If I have to so much as sit in a waiting room, or sit in a taxi or whatever, the intense stench of perfume is everywhere. It makes my life a living hell. Why are people so obnoxious as to think everyone wants to smell them?
Right there with you on the scents. Summer poses a whole new slew of sensory onslaught. Rest as best you can, hope the migraines don’t linger too long.
If I could legally ban something, perfume would be towards the top of my list.
