When It Rains, It Pours
We all know the saying. It can never just sprinkle. It can never just be a gentle spring rain, with…
Articles by Brianna Albers
‘Livin’ It Up on Top’: To the Worlds We Dream About
If you live in the U.S., or are in any way, shape, or form active on social media, you’ll know…
My Body Is My Home
I write a lot about the body. It’s inescapable in my line of work. I identify as disabled, and…
In Defense of Cybernetics
If you’re a member of the SMA News Today Forums, you might know that I trialed the JACO…
The Evrysdi Chronicles: Waiting for a Diagnosis
Let me set the scene. It’s 9 a.m. I’ve been awake since 6. My poor, sweet dad has been up…
Doggone It, I Deserve It!
Every once in a while, I get the urge to go to the hospital. I’m not sick. I’m not concerned…
Shine Meditations Are Helping Me Build Somatic Awareness
I’m a big fan of mindfulness. In theory, at least. Mindfulness is associated with all sorts of benefits: greater…
‘Disability Visibility’ Imagines a Wildly Necessary Future
Content warning: The following contains discussions of ableism and eugenics. I knew from the dedication that “Disability Visibility: First-Person…
I Think My Dreams Are Telling Me Something
The romantic in me wants to believe that dreams are portents, or windows to the psyche, or invaluable self-knowledge tools.
For Some Disabled People, Early Start Times Are Inaccessible
My dad and I are night owls. We rarely leave the house before noon — and when we do,…