“Wow that chic out there is really losing it,” the man at the urinal said. My dad looked over. “’That chic’ happens to be my daughter and she has every right to be angry. She’s immunocompromised and this venue has no safety protocols to help protect...
Psarah Johnson Vaccinating the “Unworthy” What is our main objective with this vaccine? What is the tangible result we hope to see? Is it to get back to normal at all costs, no matter how high? Or is it to ensure the health and safety of the...
I will be the first to admit wearing a mask is a pain in the ass. They are uncomfortable, hot, very unattractive and make communication difficult. Back when people started wearing them to protect their lungs from the Utah pollution I will fully admit I...
We had a very large pyracantha bush in our front yard growing up. One prick from that bush was all you needed to learn the meaning of its Latin roots. Those thorns burned like fire. Yet as a small child this was my safe...
“I just can’t stand the thought of our little Psarah being laughed at.” That was the rationale offered by Mrs. Bennett when asked why she had refused to cast me in the jr. high school play. Having been born with a very visibly obvious physical...
Bone dust has a very distinct and instantly recognizable smell. Especially when it happens to be your own. It’s a smell nobody would want to grow accustomed to yet it is as familiar to me as grandma’s sugar cookies or my mother’s body lotion. Needless...
The first time I read Spoon Theory, like many others, I was inspired. As a woman who has dealt my entire life with chronic pain what grabbed my attention first was the friendship between Christine Miserandino and her friend. In any true friendship one doesn’t...
As a young, disabled woman living in the United States of Impossible Beauty Standards, it can be difficult to feel sexy. As a marginalized group, we are most likely the most under represented group in the media. Sure, we have Marley Matlin, that one chick...
I’m thinking of starting a new travel service. It will be called “Go With a Gimp”. For the low, low, price of paying my way, I will accompany you on your vacations. In exchange, you will be able to cut directly to the front of...
Dear Asshole Toilet-Squatting Women, Stop it! Seriously! It is high time for you grown ass women to just knock this shit off and take a seat. There are no hungry sewer alligators lurking in toilet bowls. Especially if, like me, you live in Utah. We don’t even have...