The CP Diary is based on reflection, resilience, and raising awareness through words. When I started The CP Diary, I never imagined how it would take shape – not just for sharing cerebral palsy facts or personal experiences, but for finding my voice. It is my voice. It was the not knowing and needing to find out that led me to this path and to piece my disability story together.
Writing about cerebral palsy has helped me understand what was never explained. The CP Diary became my way of piecing together what I wasn’t told – of reclaiming what was missing, finally giving voice to the silence I never chose.
Knowing about cerebral palsy and autism wouldn't have changed anything without parental, family, or educational support. But it would have given me a name to something – something I’ve had to work out over the years on my own. Imagine growing up with something, but you don’t know what it is, or why you're constantly struggling. You’re not confused – you see yourself failing – you have no voice to talk about how you feel and you continue to shoulder that pain.
When you experience and live with trauma and disability, you owe it to yourself to put it right – for you. It doesn't matter what others think. It's not their trauma. Don't make excuses for them – instead speak your truth so that you can begin to heal. This is what I have done – and it's how I found my voice. Not everyone is interested to heal. Writing with cerebral palsy gave me my voice. It hasn't been easy to talk about something you deal with that isn't spoken about. Going to the grave without knowing was the thought process that stuck. Even to this day, I still think about it.
So, for 15 years, writing as a person with cerebral palsy has been my haven. On the 17th May 2025, The CP Diary turned 15 years old, into my 16th year of writing. This is my story and I'm reclaiming it. My writing also gives voice to the voiceless – and their voice matters. My truth – it's something I need to continue to hold on to. What happened to me, happened. I don't sugar coat it. I owe it to myself to be truthful – to validate the truth.
Finding your voice and hearing your truth as part of self-discovery feels deeply empowering. Our truths, shaped by our experiences and inner knowing, aren’t for others to judge or dismiss simply because they don't align with our perspective.
Instead, there's an invitation to listen, with curiosity and compassion, not only to others, but also to ourselves. Creating space to hear our own inner voice, without judgment or interruption, is just as vital.
When we offer that same stillness and presence to both ourselves and one another, we open the door to genuine connection, understanding, and healing.
Perhaps what we all need a little more of is – compassion, patience, and kindness, extended freely, without judgment. That kind of presence having the potential to nourish us all.
HGM welcome to the site and thank you for posting. Thank you for the validation.
Reading: 'instead, there's an invitation to listen'. I like that. My truth doesn't require external validation or permission. Many of us learn that lesson late. Truths simply are 'truths.' The truth aligns with the universal energy. And yet how many of us know or understand that – and how often do we dismiss our own voices because they don’t align with the external influences around us? How very sad.
Maybe also, the deeper invitation is not to shout louder, but to listen — inwardly first and what our own inner voices have to say. Your last paragraph sums up your response beautifully. Thank you. Compassion, patience, and kindness, extended freely without judgment is EXACTLY what we need. AND YES, perfectly put – IT IS the presence that HAS THE ABILITY to 'nourish us all'.