I came across this last night, on my last computer session before bed. I could have posted it on here then, but I left it: It upset me, and I hoped that leaving it for the clear light of day might help me focus my thoughts. But I cannot. It concerns Nadia, whom I know from onevoice. In this article, her mum writes how Nadia was planning to go to university; about how, slowly, they were getting everything ready for Nadia to study Disability Studies at Bedford. Then she writes how, due o government cuts, the complex care package nadia would need is no longer available, and how the uni could no longer offer what nadia needs:

[quote=”Katie”]After dinner we went upstairs and she pointed at her mind maps and posters around the walls and told me to take them down. She burst into tears. Her tears were not for her she said, but were for the next generation of young disabled children who are growing up into a different world. A world of cuts, savings and poor excuses.

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I keep thinking of the riches university brought me: of the education, the inspiration it gave me; of the life long friendships with steve, chris, Charlie and the rest; how it made me truly proud of myself. Had I not been to MMU I would not be down here with lyn, free to roam south London, a Master’s under my belt and a twinkle in my eye. I have been incredibly lucky. Nadia will be denied what I had, as will, I fear, many like her, and all due to the tories and their selfish, malicious cuts. My heart breaks, but blood fucking boils.