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The Vanishing: Chapter Ten
I couldn’t deny the fact that my life was different now. It had been for awhile actually and it had changed long before I was shot, when a loved one goes missing it changes not only you, but your entire family. Of course the changes weren’t always as noticeable to everyone, certainly not the stranger passing you on the street, but after I was shot there was definitely a shift in the way some treated me. I guess seeing someone who uses a wheelchair leaves some fumbling, and awkward. There are some who will avoid talking to you, by talking at you or around you as if you aren’t there. Honestly I hadn’t realized how bad it could be, until I was the one facing what an ableist society looks like.
I can’t believe how some people are so ignorant or uneducated when it comes to those with disabilities, for some I know that it is that they don’t take the time or simply don’t care to get educated. It’s sad the way some treat those with disabilities. I guess you don’t realize the issues until you are the one facing the issues. I am blessed though and I know G-d has given me a family who supports me, and doesn’t treat me as if I am broken in some way. A physical disability doesn’t make one broken, but people’s negative attitudes certainly does.
I try not to dwell on the negative aspects though, instead I want to focus on my blessings the things G-d has blessed me with, and of course I…
