Am I an activist?
Hello, my name is Sophie and I am an activist. It has taken me so long to get to this point. I used to believe I was an activist failed, that I had tried so hard and fallen at every hurdle. It wasn't a name I would have claimed for myself out of shame for being an angry disabled person. The reality is I'm not angry. I'm not an angry person; anger isn't really an emotion I have access to. Instead I'm a worrier who likes to help people. It makes my activism quite unusual and very effective. I've achieved a lot throughout my life, but I've had two major wins. The first win was my first ever accidental attempt at activism. I became an activist aged 14 whilst in hospital with severe anorexia. I wasn't expected to live, my mum was told to say goodbye. And in typical Sophie style, I decided I wanted to live. I started to eat, and there was hope. The doctors became very dismissive of my struggles. Why can't you just eat more, Sophie? Drink orange juice, So...