The Beauty of Spaces Created For and By Disabled People
It is very rare, as a disabled person, that I have an intense sense of belonging, of being not just tolerated or included in a space, but actively owning it.
ThisisAn Unquiet Mind, a monthly column by s.e. smith that explores disability identity and its interaction with the world at large.
this space, is for me. us.
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How can I say that I fear I’ll never date again without feeding the monster? No one owes me their touch; I am starving for it just the same.
“Accommodations are things that we need, and deserve, in order to lead our lives. But they’re treated—we are treated—like we’re trying to pull one over on the rest of society.”
I want to surround myself with people who argue with me, for I learn so much more from these conversations.
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‘Setsunai’ implies something once bright, now faded. It is the painful twinge at the edge of a memory, the joy in the knowledge that everything is temporary.
Hafu carries insinuations of otherness; of not belonging, but being fetishized. How do I carry this name and this history at once?