First I was directed by an airport staff to wait in a section roped off for disabled people to wait to be pushed to their flights.
I ignored all the commands, asked the woman who had stepped in front of me to move, and I went with Joe.
Joe and I always go up to the baggage drop off together, we need to get a tag for my chair and I always have questions about seating. I’m part of this too.
I get that people may think that suggesting that I not participate in my life think that they are offering good advice.
The freedom that people have to speak to disabled people so disrespectfully is astonishing to me.
The presumption that people make that we need to be governed by their tone and their intent shocks me.
The audacity to treat disabled people so differently without noticing the difference and the prejudice makes me shake my head in disbelief.
All because they think they are being:
As a general rule when you think you are doing someone a favour because of who they are … you aren’t.
As a general principle when you think you are needed by someone who is busy about their own lives, leave them the fuck alone.
As a general guideline when you open your mouth and disrespect falls out notice, apologize and for heavens sake LEARN.