Today I’m going to be talking about something extremely serious and probably very very opinionated. I apologize in advance for this fact, because I am probably going to go off about this.
Today, someone linked me a news article about people who are ‘transabled’. I read about the people who use the medical equiptment even though they are able-bodied, up to people who are purposely cutting off or crushing limbs to give them their ideal disability.
It made me sick to my stomach.
As someone who was born with Cerebral Palsy, someone who went through years and years and YEARS of physiotherapy to correct what’s “wrong with me”, who has been bullied and beaten by classmates and neighbourhood kids, who still feels like I’m not good enough. As someone who still wishes they were just born normal, who can’t stand the way my body gives out on me when I coould be doing so much more with myself. As someone who has spent countless nights crying myself to sleep because I just want to be able-bodied, to be good enough.
How dare you. My experiences are not a fashion statement nor something to romanticize. My hospital trips, my surgeries, my pain that I experience every single day of my life, this isn’t a game to me. This isn’t something I can ever change. I can never, ever get better. Saying that you’re transabled, that you want to have the pain I would give my life to get rid of, is like a slap in the face to me, to my fellow members in the disabled community.
How dare you.