Growing up, my physical issues and emotional issues were never recognised or discussed. It wasn’t so much that I was silenced, I knew not to talk about it.
After my hospital and physiotherapy appointments nothing was ever discussed either. It was assumed I would go and that was it. It would be like losing a loved one that loved one never being spoken about, never existing.
When I first found out that I had cerebral palsy at the age of 46, I mentioned it briefly so that all my family were aware I knew, then it went back into the shadows. I was just expected to get on with it.
Even to this day, my disability is never out of the shadows. It’s like the elephant in the room. Everyone knows about it, they know it exists, they know it’s there, but it’s never spoken about.
The only time I discuss or mention it is when I blog about it on the site. It is a part of who I am. My disability should be spoken about because it exists.