Oh my word, I can so identify with what’s written here. At least I’m not alone . . .
There is something special about being ignored. About being looked past, or over. A pang, that almost tastes like shame, for apologetically asking for a crumb. A seat at the table.
On March 8, there is an event on in Sydney. It’s being widely publicised on radio and tickets are nearly sold out. All About Women sells itself as a space to discuss a range of topics among some impressive women. Lots of people I know are going. I’m not.
In January, I asked the organisers about the accessibility of the venue and the event, if there were any panels discussing disability or if any of the presenters were women with a disability. In response, I was told that the curators would email me, and that they hadn’t asked any of the panellists to disclose whether they had a disability or not.
Hmm, I wonder what this means? Is it…
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My family members every time say that I am killing my time here at web,
except I know I am getting know-how daily by reading thes pleasant posts.
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Write more, thats all I have to say. Literally, it seems as though you relied on the
video to make your point. You obviously know what
youre talking about, why throw away your intelligence on just posting videos to your blog when you could be giving us something
enlightening to read?
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