As a child, I tried to reach out, tried to find a voice around my physical and emotional issues, but sadly no one was listening. They didn’t want to know.
Families are better at dealing with disability, there is still a stigma around disability and society still hasn’t come far enough when it comes to the disability thing. Not everyone accepts disability, in the same way society’s still not accepting of gender or race.
I still go back to this, because I became a victim; that ones insecurities and having our own things to deal with, isn’t an excuse. Over the years my experiences have shown that it’s not enough for us to want to be listened to, others must want to listen and reach out to us.
They must want to help when we ask or want to talk about our struggles with disability. Allow us to feel worthy as if disability matters, as if we matter. Reaching out is a simple gesture that confirms to others, particularly family that we want them to listen, even if they can’t help us.
And whilst it’s true that we all deal with something, when someone reaches out, it’s because that person needs a voice, they need to be heard. It’s simply not enough to ignore what they say.