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I Am More Than My Disease: A Project of Identity for World Rare Disease Day — Gallery

In support of World Rare Disease Day, The Afternoon Nap Society presents "I Am More Than My Disease: A Project of Identity." Participants were invited to create their own word cloud images including the name of their disease and words they use to describe themselves. The project aims to call attention to the individuals who live with disease—rare or otherwise—and their lives outside their diagnosis.  Too often we forget that patients are people and should be treated as such.

"Think Pink"
Amanda


"I Am More Than My Disease"
RAwarrior


"I Am More Than My Disease"
dazahayes

"I Am More Than My Disease"
Kelly Hayden

"I Am More Than My Disease"
Anonymous

"I Am More Than My Disease"
Hershel Keck


"I Am More Than My Disease"
Reality Gasps



"Chronic Life"
TransformYourChronic Life
"I Am More Than My Disease"
 Laura Haywood-Cory


"I Am More Than My Disease"
HurtBlogger

"I Am More Than My Disease"
Caroline


"I Am More Than My Disease—no-bandaids-please-help-us-find-a-cure"
peppermintpatti





Feb. 29, 2012


Comments

  1. Love it. Words are often not enough, the art of using words in a visual sense is very attention getting.

    Thanks for sharing.

    Diane
    http://mitochondrialdepletionsyndrome.blogspot.com/

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