Dear Brother We never met But I still miss you We only have one photo Of you And that photo Will stay in our hearts The worse thing is To see the pain In my mum’s eye We know that you are In heaven Protecting us Alex
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Hate Due To Disability….
Hate is something that I had to face all my life. The first episode that is marked in my head I was about 7 or 8. When an uncle, I never saw or met before decided to come on holiday. My dad and my uncle went to the yard to talk, and I must have … Continue reading Hate Due To Disability….
Inaccessibility In The House
I have been a wheelchair user all my life, although my mum told me that I could stand till the age of 2. When my parents bought the house, they could never have guessed that they will have a son with a disability. The thing is that to access most of the rooms in the … Continue reading Inaccessibility In The House
Living with Cerebral Palsy Part One
Within the first few hours of my life, doctors told my mum that I won’t make. Not only did I make it, but I was also breathing by myself within the first 24 hours. Even if I was born 3 months premature and weighing only 1 Kg. I just asked my mum when was it … Continue reading Living with Cerebral Palsy Part One
Story Time with Me!
Let’s do a little story time with Alex, it all started on Christmas eve day of 2012 I was 17 going on 18 the following January. I updated status on Facebook, and I noticed that this guy was commenting and liking all my stuff. I got curious, and we chatted back and forth. Before we … Continue reading Story Time with Me!
On Hard Days…
Man, the day I’m writing this post I’ve been having a few hard days, to the point that I didn’t want to leave my bed and go to my job and even though I still went to work I did work on autopilot. There are a few reasons why I want this post. The main … Continue reading On Hard Days…
Being Dyslexic and A Writer
This topic is a hard one for me to talk about it since it's what makes writing and being able to write is super close to my heart since it's the way I express myself. Ever since I can remember trying to spell, write or read because I do see words and sometimes even numbers … Continue reading Being Dyslexic and A Writer
Childhood Ramblings!
Believe it or not, I lived in Gozo for 18 years and did all my schooling there so, in theory, I should be happy to go back to it right? In a way, I need to write this down to rid of some of the pain in my chest even if risking to sound like … Continue reading Childhood Ramblings!
Misgendering
A few weeks was the day I was born but three years ago on that same day is when I came out to my mum as a trans man via a text because I knew she isn’t the letter type of person. You can imagine how I felt trying to write that text with my … Continue reading Misgendering
More Than Just A Name Change…
The meaning of giving something or someone took another meaning for me when I was 16 and in class when the teacher said that naming something in the bible it’s like having ownership no that thing or person. Now, nearly eight years later since I’m 24 in a few days, I still think about what … Continue reading More Than Just A Name Change…
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