I guess it’s been exactly a year since I started blogging. I started writing with the intention of gaining some perspective in my life and
All disabled people have their abilities belittled and marginalized, which is why depression and suicide is so prevalent in our community. Everyone feels worthless to
Everyone wants us to die, it’s unanimous. They have the capability and the inclination. So why aren’t we dead yet? We don’t have the power that they do. We don’t have autonomy. Our humanity is still disputed. We aren’t alive because we fought hard enough, we’re alive because they need us.
People are always making comments about how they’re surprised or skeptical that someone young can be disabled. There is a very simple explanation for that: millennials are the first generation of disabled people whose majority reached adulthood.
I saw Kevin or Chad or whatever; he’s an aryan dude who was captain of the basketball team but then he got drunk or fell off something he was climbing or some other dumb shit and now was paralyzed and he was constantly telling everyone how he was proof that you should treat disabled kids like they’re real people.
I mean, yeah, duh, he was one of them who accidentally became one of us so of course he was like them.
Seeing someone in pain usually triggers empathy and so you would assume friends and family naturally join the in as allies but it depends on what a person internalizes within those 30 days.