I spent ten days in the hospital. I was in individual and group counseling. I spent most of my downtime reading my bible and accidentally became the Chaplain on my ward.
â€œThe Michigan mental health courts (MHCs) target offenders who have been diagnosed with a serious mental illness, serious emotional disturbance, or a developmental disability.Â MHCs offer eligible offenders the opportunity to participate in a court-based treatment program to address their mental illness instead of sentencing them to lengthy jail or prison terms.â€
I was shuffled through the system, placed on probation and completed community service.
It is my hope that this blog becomes a space where we can reimagine and transform how we understand what is included in the word â€˜disabilityâ€™, and therefore we need the voices of everyone.
…what is disability? Well, letâ€™s start the conversationâ€¦
I believe that one of the reasons it is hard for me is because the disability identity can be so hard to define. For example, sometimes there are months when I am so depressed and even getting out of bed is a challenge.
In society, we do have unspoken rules about what is normal and what is not.Â Being able to fit in with the â€œnormal crowdâ€ comes with a sense of belonging and privilege.Â Ask any middle schooler.
Iâ€™m guessing that a lot of people reading this blog might be very upset at me for stating this. You might be angry that I am painting the experience of disability in such broad, unifying strokes. You might be angry that I use this statement to â€œnormalizeâ€ our experience to those who donâ€™t have disabilities.