Am I a “Disability Writer”?

I felt inspired to write about all sorts of things — silly, serious, and everything in between. It felt really fucking good to lean into the expansiveness of my craft.

I was under the impression that I could swerve away from it, somehow evading the laws of gravity, but that’s not how this works.

At what point does the constant labeling, disclaiming, and qualifying feel like an apology coated in the language of education, just another way of saying: oops, that’s my disability talking?

What I know to be true is that I’m not as much a disability writer as I’m a lifestyle, culture, and wellness writer, who demands that disability is included in conversation about all of these topics.

As I try to rise above sterotypes, assumptions, and negative associations attached to my disability, I constantly find myself grasping for that fine line.

There is no number of strikes that can revoke my “I’m more than my disability” card.



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