What scares me

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.

There is no normal.

In society, we do have unspoken rules about what is normal and what is not.  Being able to fit in with the “normal crowd” comes with a sense of belonging and privilege.  Ask any middle schooler.

We all have something . . .

I’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 “normalize” our experience to those who don’t have disabilities.