Saturday 17 October 2015

Your world quickly divides into those with imagination and those without

One thing that strikes me about being disabled is how it affects my ability to connect with others. This is because when you have a lifestyle that is out of the ordinary a lot of people just don't get it. I can understand to a certain extent that people are frightened of offending me, patronising me or feeling awkward but it's bloody annoying that I face the same ignorance over and over again. I find that people who I really connect with, have an ability to imagine what my life entails. I dont mean that they neccesarily have a profound insight into disability although that is obviously useful. I mean that they'll see me coming and open a door for me, or they'll ask if I need anything moved to make it easier to get around or they'll see me struggling to move a chair and they'll help me move it instead of watching me do it. You might think that most people would just do these things but I have not experienced that. People who do these things for me are a rare breed. I know I've said it time and time  again but the best most helpful folk are always the littlest. Children imagine all the time through stories and role play and I find they are instinctively good at knowing how to help because they naturally want to. I think we sometimes lose this ability to imagine as we get older and we live in our own little bubbles. I do not think that people don't help because they are evil, people are just busy and don't see barriers that don't affect them. Therefore a lot of people walk through a door and let it shut behind them because going through a door is an easy process but it's not for me. That's the difference...