Who am I?
I was so excited just to be starting a new blog that I forgot to make a post about who I am and what I do. I tend to think that introductions are awkward and I always feel like a dork when I talk about myself. But I think in order to really understand what I write about you need to know a little about me. So I'll suck up my dork feelings and give you a peek at who I am.
I was born in August 0f '83 in a hospital in Elizabeth, NJ. My mom wanted to name me Scarlett after the main character in "Gone With the Wind", but thankfully my father convinced her otherwise. My parents then decided to call me Erin because...well...I really don't know the specifics. But I'm guessing it's because I had flaming red hair. I do like my name, but I'm still angry that my parents didn't feel the need to give me a middle name. Can we say "second child syndrome"? Really, though, I don't hold grudges. Generally.
At the age of 1 or somewhere around there, my parents noticed that I wasn't doing normal baby things like trying to crawl or walk. They took me to the doctors and he said something insane like I had 2 years to live. Of course, my parents freaked and got some tests done. Turns out I had Muscular Dystrophy and that doctor was wrong. Hot damn. I mean, MD sucks but at least I would live past 2.
By the time I was 3, I had my first electric wheelchair. I loved driving like a daredevil (I have indeed calmed down in my "old" age) and playing in the street with my friends. Growing up, I had the most awesome friends anyone could ask for. I never felt like I wasn't part of the group or that I was limited in what I could do. And I always knew that my friends would stick up for me.
Almost 20 years later, and I'm sitting in front of this computer typing away. I go to college and I'm in my fifth and final year. I'll be taking with me a degree in English/Gender Studies. One thing you must know about me is I can't spell. Yes, English major who can't spell - that's me.
Besides going to school and reading tons of books, I love running my online business. I sell zines and crafts by individuals, with a special focus on items by those who are disabled. A zine is like a self-published magazine where people can basically spill their guts.
As of late, I'm really getting into disability rights and advocating for myself. For the longest time, I just took everything that people did and how they treated me as part of life. Like, oh what could I do? This is just how people are going to act and there's nothing I can do about it. But then I realized that isn't true. I don't have to deal with this crap. I can let people know through different mediums that people with disabilities deserve respect and the rights that any able-bodied person deserves. Right now, my medium of choice is zines. Someday I may branch out into art or something, but I feel comfortable with zines at the moment.
So, that's me in a nutshell. You'll be hearing from me all the time, so keep coming back!
I was born in August 0f '83 in a hospital in Elizabeth, NJ. My mom wanted to name me Scarlett after the main character in "Gone With the Wind", but thankfully my father convinced her otherwise. My parents then decided to call me Erin because...well...I really don't know the specifics. But I'm guessing it's because I had flaming red hair. I do like my name, but I'm still angry that my parents didn't feel the need to give me a middle name. Can we say "second child syndrome"? Really, though, I don't hold grudges. Generally.
At the age of 1 or somewhere around there, my parents noticed that I wasn't doing normal baby things like trying to crawl or walk. They took me to the doctors and he said something insane like I had 2 years to live. Of course, my parents freaked and got some tests done. Turns out I had Muscular Dystrophy and that doctor was wrong. Hot damn. I mean, MD sucks but at least I would live past 2.
By the time I was 3, I had my first electric wheelchair. I loved driving like a daredevil (I have indeed calmed down in my "old" age) and playing in the street with my friends. Growing up, I had the most awesome friends anyone could ask for. I never felt like I wasn't part of the group or that I was limited in what I could do. And I always knew that my friends would stick up for me.
Almost 20 years later, and I'm sitting in front of this computer typing away. I go to college and I'm in my fifth and final year. I'll be taking with me a degree in English/Gender Studies. One thing you must know about me is I can't spell. Yes, English major who can't spell - that's me.
Besides going to school and reading tons of books, I love running my online business. I sell zines and crafts by individuals, with a special focus on items by those who are disabled. A zine is like a self-published magazine where people can basically spill their guts.
As of late, I'm really getting into disability rights and advocating for myself. For the longest time, I just took everything that people did and how they treated me as part of life. Like, oh what could I do? This is just how people are going to act and there's nothing I can do about it. But then I realized that isn't true. I don't have to deal with this crap. I can let people know through different mediums that people with disabilities deserve respect and the rights that any able-bodied person deserves. Right now, my medium of choice is zines. Someday I may branch out into art or something, but I feel comfortable with zines at the moment.
So, that's me in a nutshell. You'll be hearing from me all the time, so keep coming back!
posted by Erin H at Saturday, August 13, 2005
1 Comments:
Great for you Erin!
You think no middle name is only a second child syndrom? Try first child! Had to go back to add a middle name which is a lot of work. So I just gave my 2nd child the same middle name too! Good thing it sounds good for both of them.
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