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ma social research student in sheff, writer of poems & essays, sociology nerd & chronically sick girl. often reading. 📖
a very happy dog to bless your feeds today x
June 17, 2025 at 9:22 AM
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research call out 📢

I’m looking for participants for my University of Sheffield MA dissertation which is aiming to look at selfies taken from the bed by people with a chronic health condition and/or disability whilst resting or pacing.

if you are interested please email: bhgibson1@sheffield.ac.uk
May 29, 2025 at 6:31 AM
research call out 📢

I’m looking for participants for my University of Sheffield MA dissertation which is aiming to look at selfies taken from the bed by people with a chronic health condition and/or disability whilst resting or pacing.

if you are interested please email: bhgibson1@sheffield.ac.uk
May 29, 2025 at 6:31 AM
co-opting the language of feminism to exclude and discriminate against trans women isn’t feminism btw! it’s just thinly-disguised hatred & bigotry that has absolutely zero place in any feminism or everyday life in general
April 17, 2025 at 2:00 PM
think I’ve almost finished writing my wonderful friends wedding poem which is a very cool thing to get to do ?? isn’t life lovely sometimes
April 5, 2025 at 10:05 AM
said the word “capitalism” in a sentence and my sister went on a big rant about how I always have use big words to link everything back to society .. okay gurl
March 13, 2025 at 6:18 PM
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sometimes I open my notes app and ask “did I write a poem” and no I didn’t
March 13, 2025 at 11:45 AM
went twenty-eight years without a uti but I fear my time may have come. not very nice is it huh
March 11, 2025 at 4:32 PM
I’ve viewed the digital world as an escape from my body—symptoms dulled into submission or to be distracted from. but i am realising that I can’t leave my body behind—my digital practice, my writing, is informed by sickness. & sickness can change the way we think, organise and act—a knowledge tool.
March 5, 2025 at 6:26 PM
although I think the requirement of biocertification to be deemed worthy of care is fucked, that western medicine’s need for diagnosis for bodies that are inherently fluid & unstable is often unnavigable—I’m glad to have an appt with the ME clinic soon so that what is happening has at least a name
February 16, 2025 at 12:55 PM
if Sunday was a person, my fear-of-conflict arse would absolutely fight it. my body without a doubt always feels extremely heavy and everything is a struggle. absolutely cursed day
February 16, 2025 at 12:48 PM
quite frankly dying to know what ‘the biggest secret of my life was’ at 9 (?) years old when I wrote in this book
February 15, 2025 at 11:00 AM
happy Valentine’s Day to everyone in love, ur very cute and everyone’s posts are very sweet !! but also to me, the girl who finally just deleted all her dating apps because as much as being in love sounds nice and all, I know I’m not in a place to meet people off the apps. yay for self awareness ❣️❣️
February 14, 2025 at 2:35 PM
I’ve been struggling to articulate why I like to use the term ‘sick’ and I think this does a great job at explaining it:

📃 Touch Me, I’m Sick: Hysterical Intimacies| Sick Theories - Margeaux Feldman
February 3, 2025 at 9:35 AM
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rachel reeves isn’t stupid. she *knows* a huge number of people are either too physically or mentally ill to meet the demands of work. she *knows* disability benefit fraud is a minuscule sum, effectively 0%. she’s just a scapegoat-seeking sadist happy to kill off disabled people
February 1, 2025 at 11:40 AM
you know that feeling where everyone is talking at once and you feel like your head is going to actually explode. don’t recommend
February 1, 2025 at 6:34 PM
outing myself as a person who is bad at things on my latest substack:

open.substack.com/pub/ourchaot...
January 30, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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Deserves repeating.
A timely poem. From Steven Willis's book, A Peculiar People: bookshop.org/a/862/978163...

#poem #poetry #stevenwillis #books
January 26, 2025 at 9:15 PM
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This poem made me stop in my tracks.
January 26, 2025 at 11:25 PM
working on building my trouser collections and these are some nice fun ones to add to the mix (thank u lucy & yak for comfy trousers that fit fat babes)
January 21, 2025 at 2:53 PM
me at my expected masters graduate date this year (just been allocated my diss supervisor 🤭)
January 12, 2025 at 5:33 PM
hannah: I’m taking a photo act normal

me: yes yes that I can do

me:
January 11, 2025 at 1:13 PM
for a while, my writing about pain meant writing only about the emptiness & destruction of it: an outlet to give the unknowable a language. what’s coming up for me now is a desire to move into a space that captures a greater depth, not a terrible after, just a life that takes on different meaning.
January 5, 2025 at 7:35 PM
this would be interesting
January 5, 2025 at 3:16 PM