This blog was an eye opener for me, making me think about “disability” in a completely new light. Well worth a read.
“What’s wrong with you?”
I get asked this question most days, occasionally prefaced with a “if you don’t mind me asking…” or a “no offense, but…”
More often than not, the asker of this question truly means no harm, and would probably be horrified to know the damage caused by their words. People are naturally curious, and etiquette and rudeness aside (it’s not very polite to demand personal information from a stranger) I am always willing to enlighten those who ask. *
However, I do take issue with that question. Not in what it seeks to ask, but the specific choice of words. “What is wrong with you?” To my mind, I’m afraid there is absolutely nothing at all wrong with me. In fact, as you’re asking, I happen to have really quite a nice life. I have loving parents, wonderful friends; I am well educated and well fed. I…
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