We DeafBlind folks may be lucky in one respect; we don’t see people staring at us. We’re less burdened by what’s called the “Abled Gaze.”
Sometimes I get unwanted help. I’m walking along a wall instead of down the middle of a corridor, and people think I’m lost, and so they to try and correct what seems out of place. Abled people are unacquainted with people with disabilities, yet we make up a quarter of the population.
It’s painful for people with mental illness to feel that you’re not sick enough to be taken seriously.
You don’t have to prove you’re hurt. This is an illness. That’s what I say when I’m talking to people about mental illness, but I have to say it to myself too.
The thing about disability is, you get angry because you feel isolated. It’s interesting to constantly be with people who are trying to be “nice,” while processing your own anger and frustration. Because for them it’s just one interaction, but for you, it’s 30 years of interactions.
Hearing loss is an invisible disability; we don’t use a wheelchair, we don’t use a white cane, we don’t have dark glasses. “Oh, but you do so well.” Well, I’m doing well because I’m looking at you, but the moment you turn your back and speak in a different direction, I’m not doing so well.