Ann Magill, a writer and disability activist with cerebral palsy, is the creator of the widely adopted Disability Pride flag.

The flag was originally designed to have zig-zagged stripes with much more vivid colors, "to represent how disabled people have to maneuver around all the barriers we face” Ep. 106: The Accessible Stall Interviews Ann Magill, Disability Pride Flag Creator. The flag started to gain popularity around 2019 and was updated in 2021 to the more accessible version widely used today. Magill has released any copyright claims and classified the design as public domain to encourage its use. The flag uses the six standard international flag colors (green, blue, white, gold, black, and red) to denote a global disabled community united by shared experiences. The diagonal band is for ‘cutting across’ the walls and barriers that separate disabled people from society, and also represents the light and creativity of the disability community that cuts through the darkness of ableism.

What the Disability Pride flag colors are meant to represent:

  • Black or charcoal: meant to represent the grief and anger of and for disabled persons who are victimized and lost to abuse, negligence, and ableist violence
  • Green: signifies sensory disabilities
  • Blue: signifies psychiatric disabilities
  • White: signifies invisible disabilities, including not yet diagnosed, or misdiagnosed
  • Gold or yellow: signifies cognitive, intellectual, and neurodivergent disabilities
  • Red: signifies physical disabilities
Disability Pride Flag Image

Alt Text for Image: a muted black or charcoal rectangle with five thick, multi-colored stripes running diagonally through the middle of the rectangle from the top left corner to the bottom right corner. The stripe colors, from top to bottom, are green, blue, white, yellow, and red.


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    Good news: Someone I know is not dead!

    Spent like half a week low key freaking out. Frankly, don’t want to know what happened, I’m just glad he’s alive.

    There is no afterlife, only annihilation, and that’s horrifying.