'My experience as a disabled creative and my opinions' by Raven O’Hara (they/them)

It’s taken me time to understand and accept myself within my disabilities. As someone diagnosed late with ADHD, dyslexia, and dyspraxia—and likely autistic without a diagnosis, along with other physical health issues—I struggled to see my disability as valid because it was hidden. Now, I live boldly as a proud queer, trans, disabled person. It’s difficult to acknowledge aspects of yourself that others overlook. Living in a body that is in pain without visible signs is exhausting—explaining chronic illness is tiring. I hope people can empathise with all disabilities without pity; we want understanding, not sympathy. Every disability is valid and deserves recognition. I want to amplify the voices of all disabled individuals. We deserve acknowledgment and understanding. Marginalized groups are often sidelined, and every such group must have representation.

As a creative, I find it hard to openly share my physical struggles because mental health has always been prioritized in art. However, my physical disabilities are more vulnerable and a part of myself I want to express through my work. I want to acknowledge this connection honestly. It’s vital for me to share all parts of myself, including my disability, which I am proud of. Knowing this will be my reality forever—pain and grief included—created a hole in my life. However I am gentle with myself and confident that I can still pursue my life goals, despite the challenges. I aim to explore grief and its link to the body—how I was once healthy, now living with ongoing pain and symptoms. Art allows me to share my experiences and feelings, hoping to make others feel less alone. This message is central to my work and social media. I want to foster positive change and uplift those without a voice. Recognising our human rights and advocating for minority groups is vital, especially in the art world and its political conversations. I cherish my disabled community deeply, as many of my friends are disabled, fostering love and understanding. My trans and queer identities are fundamental to who I am—something I openly celebrate. I want my trans siblings to know they’re not alone in their struggles—we all deserve love and support.

I’m proud of who I am, embracing my disability and queerness with pride. There’s too much hate and misunderstanding toward our communities. Everyone deserves love, recognition, and equality. As disabled people, we are beautiful, brave, and powerful. Despite setbacks, we are capable. The world should be more accessible for all, and that’s not our fault. Disabled people should be seen as equals, not less. Trans individuals deserve safe spaces, acknowledgment, love, peace, and unity. Trans bodies and lives are valid and valuable. Disabled voices matter.