The worst best night of my life.

I’m lay in bed after attending another concert. One I’ve really been looking forward to, and I feel like being disabled ruined it. But logically I know that’s just my internalised ableism talking.

If you read my last post you’ll know that concerts are a complex task for me to begin with. And then to have that seemingly be all for nothing, is just hard.

I can’t say I regret going. But I can say the experience was ruined by supposedly necessary accommodations.

This was my view due to those accommodations.

Image Description: a crowd at a concert seen through bars, this stage is visible at the back of the crowd. There are lights by the stage and throughout the photo.

Not for the first time, when attending a concert, did the accessibility here make me wish that I wasn’t disabled. It’s definitely another venue I will not be going to again

And well there is more I can say and more I should say on all of this. I honestly can’t think too much about this right now without getting upset. So I plan to return to this in the future, when I can emotionally process, just how this really felt.

But for now here’s a picture of my cat, who normally sleeps on my bed, but does not cuddle with me like this. All I can think is they must know I’m upset, we don’t deserve animals.

Image Description: a grey and white cat curled up on me my black jumper is also visible underneath the cat. Part of my head is visible to the left of the frame. Part of a pride flag and an asexual flag can also be seen on the wall behind me.

If you find yourself willing and able , could you check out this petition and sign if you agree.

Again, I’m happy to explain the whole situation, when I feel more emotionally stable and able to do so. I’m sorry for being so brief it’s just been a hard night.

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