the Crip Guy

Do you like lamps, bungee jumping, and red shirts? This week is the first issue in a new series "My Adventures with Death". Should I be concerned that thinking of different ways to kill a character is effortless? I hope you find it funny albeit dark (albeit? someone started using a thesaurus). Joking about death is one of the few coping mechanisms I have and yes I am playing the cripple card to justify that (he is basically a hero). Alright, let's delve into my mind. Living is hard. I talk about death often enough on this blog that some people might get concerned (I'm sure the comic isn't helping). Living is what I want to talk about this week. If I am honest I am on borrowed time. It's easy to dwell on the painful parts of life. I could be bitter or a bigger a$$ hole like my friend said. Even though I joke about death regularly it's not what I want to leave behind. I want people to know I lived. Despite not getting the best starting roll, (D&D?) I nev

Do you like text messages, body casts, people named Mike, and green backgrounds? I don't think this comic has much to do with the topic this week, but it does have Crip Girl (woman?).  I am starting a multi-part series about some of the roll models (get it?) I had growing up. I will talk about 6 or 7 different aides in the coming weeks. If I don't mention you I will eventually. It's my goal to make everyone that has impacted my life laugh (I think he means cry. He's a monster!). I will tell you who is coming up. Mike, Chris, Aaron, Charlie, Josh, Stephanie, and maybe a mystery one. Caregiving dynamics are complicated as some of my stories in the coming weeks will show. I get too close or did or still do. I have a hard time with the professional part. Still, my best friend was my aide first. And a big reason we became best friends is that I need help with everything and that requires a certain amount of vulnerability. Also, I am bad with professional boundaries, and I as

In case you were wondering I will be posting twice a week until all of my previous content is in one place, this blog. A new introduction will be added to most of my old posts to keep them interesting and maybe give you some new information. I know the last post was not incredibly happy. Believe me, I am not all doom and gloom all the time. I just write what is on my heart love, friendship, loss, hope, death, life, faith, legacy, and many other topics. Sometimes it will be sad enough that I will want to give up and just cry into my pillow. Other times I am filled with enough joy that I can't contain it with the words I write or the pictures I draw. Even if it's heartbreaking I am glad I have the opportunity to share my stories with you. I love you all and please enjoy the rest of the post. Do you like Kill Bill, fart jokes, and mailboxes? This week I will give you a look at what it’s like to be disabled, specifically the best and worst parts. Being a Crip is not all doom and gl

This week Crip Guy does some extreme sports. Do you like rock climbing, dark humor, helmets, and profanity? I am happy with how the hands turned out. I hope you like it. Now it’s time for some inspirational falling metaphors. I think it’s appropriate considering this week’s comic. First some background information I have something called Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. Basically, all the muscles in my body get weaker as I get older. This means that at one point I was able to walk, breathe, and be annoyingly good at video games (the important things). The transition from walking to a wheelchair was unsteady for me. Before I got my first wheelchair I would fall at least once a day. I think this makes me an expert in falling. If you have any disease questions, message me or leave a comment, nothing is off-limits. I can't do much but I can be uncomfortably honest. Alright back to falling. Sometimes you fall and it barely hurts. You get right back up and continue on your way. Other times y

Well, that was a heavy first issue. I can promise you that this issue won’t be as heavy, I think. Do you like hats, fights, and concerts? The title of this comic is Free Hat Guy. The title might be misleading this week because it is not about a guy or a crip. I hate to get your hopes up like that. This comic is based loosely on a true story my friend told me. All you need to know is there was a fight, and a hat was stolen. If you don’t find this one funny that is okay, I think it is hilarious even without crips. Sometimes when you try to inspire people you need people that inspire you first. This issue is dedicated to some of the friends who have inspired me; my family gets their own issue. I think I lied about this not being a heavy issue. The first person is Jacob. I want to keep this post relatively short so I will not tell you all the things he has done for me, just two. The first is he went to nursing school for me. When I was going through one of the worst times of my life, he we

Welcome to the Crip Guy Blog! You might be wondering what this blog is all about. Well, I have a Genetic disease called Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. It's a pretty shitty disease, think ALS lite. I started off walking, climbing, and breathing. Over the course of my almost 33 years, I have lost the ability to walk, stand, breathe, and feed myself. I can't move most of my limbs luckily I still have movement in my hands, all my writing and art are brought to you by crippled wrists. If you hate my drawings I am blaming the cripple thing don't you feel terrible now?  Despite an awful starting deck, I have lived longer and done more than I thought possible. I went through mainstream school, graduated from RIT with an Electrical Mechanical Engineering degree, lived independently twice, worked as a data scientist, and had my heart broken on more than one occasion. Even with all of those accolades on most days I still feel like I failed, I wasn't able to keep my accomplishments