When I was mostly bedbound and in pain 24/7, it was disabled folks online who bought me stuff from my wishlist that helped me stay alive
And so many folks sent a note saying things I'd written had helped *them* stay alive, suffer less, or finally access a formal diagnosis
Interdependence
And also those notes from people really helped me keep going when I was honestly worried about if I could survive
It helped to know that I could still help people (and they could help me), even from the isolation of no mouth words in the bed in the dark
I started following you on Twitter back when I was a relatively healthy undiagnosed autistic climate activist because you did a thread about disability and climate. (I low-key think now I had peri-onset ME for decades and didn't know it, but I perceived myself as healthy and abled.)