I have never thought of myself as someone with a disability.
I have always referred to it as, well, "it" or "getting sick" or "my illness".
Just not a disability.
I didn't really like that word, actually.
It made it sound like this was something I was going to have for the rest of my life. Something that was going to negatively impact things I wanted to do.
I guess I just thought of it as my own version of my furry little problem.
(A thousand bonus points if you get that reference.)
But now, here, I'm a student with disability. That's just the terminology the college uses. And somehow I'm okay with that. It just is. It's one word of many that can be used to describe whatever it is I have.
It might not be my first choice, but it's what works. It's also helping me see that yes, in some respects I do have a disability. There are people I need to meet with and paperwork I need to have in place to protect my right to an education.
Without those meetings and papers, my illness could and would stop me from getting the education I am not only paying for, but deserve. So yes, I guess that does make it a disability.
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