Hate Due To Disability….

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Hate is something that I had to face all my life. The first episode that is marked in my head I was about 7 or 8. When an uncle, I never saw or met before decided to come on holiday. My dad and my uncle went to the yard to talk, and I must have asked to go with them.

Man, how much I wish that I didn’t listen to that conversation. My uncle told my dad that he should have killed me when he found out that I had a disability. My dad didn’t say a word, and that hurts the most. This uncle, later on, told my aunt (his sister) the same thing and she broke a broom on his head. She and I were super close, and she was the only I opened my heart with wide open.

Most of my schooling years were hell because students and even some teachers alike would bully me. This was one instance when I was in primary school. When the only other kid in a wheelchair started to call me a baby because I wore a seatbelt. I don’t think I said anything but one day my mum heard him and she went to the head of school, and that kid was forced to tell me sorry.

Please remember that HATE comes from someone who is in FEAR. Keep in mind, that what doesn’t break you makes you stronger!

Alex

21 thoughts on “Hate Due To Disability….

  1. As you know you are strong. There is something about not hearing a person take up for you that makes you feel hurt that you didn’t know you could feel. However when someone you love stands up for you it’s like unspeakable joy. The kinda not that makes you smile every time you here their name.

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  2. See… I just don’t understand the fear. We’re all human beings, flesh and bone. Why should someone be afraid of someone else because of the level of melanin in their skin? I just don’t get it! If we could just remember it is all DNA, all the luck of the draw that you’re born one way and they’re born another way, then maybe we could get to know someone instead of judging them by their outward appearances. (Okay, so I’m afraid of the President right now, but that’s based on a WHOLE LOT of crap that he’s done, and that he could do in the future. I think I know enough about him to actually hate him, with good reason!)

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  3. When I was in primary school, our country was beginning to mainstream kids—instead of sending kids with disabilities to special schools, they would go to the local public school instead. However, there was an irony: kids with physical disabilities were encouraged to be in the regular classroom, but kids with intellectual disabilities would still be catered off to some other area in the school. My dad, president of the school board at the time, realized that the school was trying to classify anyone they could as “at-risk” so they could try to squander more money from higher levels of government; turns out that money wasn’t even going to help out special ed classes! And the people “diagnosing” us weren’t even proper psychiatrists or people with established backgrounds in any of those related fields; they were college students!
    Long before people with pre-existing conditions were protected from insurance gouging, what my dad was trying to do was protect all of us from this price gouging, or even being prevented from being hired, because he knew bright, competent people who weren’t being hired because of health issues, and employers didn’t want their employees’ premiums going up because of one person.
    US healthcare always was, and still is, totally whack. I can’t qualify for Medicaid because I make too much; I can’t qualify for comprehensive through my employer because I haven’t worked there long enough; any medical plan I can get through my state’s offerings for single-payer plans only pay to doctors within my state, yet all my doctors are two hours away in NYC.
    Look at the bright side of the shit you’ve had to put up with: you understand better that everyone is different, and that we all need compassion. Your experiences bring a perspective that others may never get to see—and often, we are unable to see beyond our choices and experiences.

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      1. Now I got people constantly asking me if I got Aspergers or ADHD—my therapist said the hyperactivity and fear to stare seems more likely due to my bipolar or anxiety diagnoses than that, because otherwise I don’t show any of the other symptoms of either disorder. I just figure I have a primordial body in a postmodern world, and all the stimulations in it just sets me off too easily.

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  4. I’ve never had to deal with this sort of thing, so reading about it is like “WTF WHY ARE PEOPLE SO MEAN ERMAGERD.” So thanks for sharing, honestly, because I at least am glad to learn more about the struggles of us all.

    Also, your dad sounds like a real… *cough* winner *cough*. Hope he’s shaped up since then, or that he’s grown a backbone against that uncle.

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