#mylifeinachair – My Life In A Chair

Why I LOVE Myself (pt2)

Ify sat laughing in his chair. He is wearing a pink hoodie with blue sleeves and a black hood down behind his neck. Some shelves with figurines, some folders, stationary and a sign for his website "mylifeinachair.com" are visible in the background as well as an open door leading out to a yellow lit corridor.

“But my most significant step forward yet would come from something I once thought would cause me more pain than joy. Thankfully, I was wrong…”

It Has Been 15 Years: This Is What I’ve Learned

Ify sits smiling at the camera wearing a navy blue Hawaiian shirt in a Spanish café while on holiday. The top of his full beer mug sits on a table in front of him partially out of frame.

This Friday will mark 15 years since the day my life changed forever. It’s been a while since I wrote specifically for the anniversary of the accident, and this year would have been no different. However, I was filling out a form a couple of weeks ago and had to specify what major surgeries I’veContinue reading “It Has Been 15 Years: This Is What I’ve Learned”

Travels

It’s been a while, I’ve been all around. Here’s some of what I’ve been up to.

The Grass Isn’t Always Greener

Sometimes I get lost thinking how things could’ve been different, but not in the way you might think.

Yesterday Doesn’t Have to Determine Tomorrow

Yes, spinal-cord injury is hard. But like so many other things in all our lives, it is just one of a myriad of past experiences that I live with in the present and doesn’t have to stop me from flourishing in the future.

Putting Myself First

Putting my well-being first has meant not being able to write, record or post as much content as I’d like… and I’m okay with that 😊

What Social Work Means To Me

Social workers can be many different things to different people. Most people have their ideas on what social workers should be. Well, I can’t speak for anyone else so this is what social workers have been to me.

Grief and Gratitude

Jan, 21st 2022. I thought I knew pain before this date. I was sorely mistaken. The words don’t exist to describe this, so I won’t try. But I do have the words to describe the gratitude for everything that makes this pain possible.

A Dream And Nothing More

Just a dream I once had. It was surreal and yet so real, unexplainable yet totally understandable, joyful and yet painful. You know, like most dreams… but not.

How To Build Your Resilience

How can we build our resilience? Well, I know how I try to maintain mine. Might work for you too.