Please forgive me, I did not understand just how difficult this world is when you are disabled until I started having health issues. I knew there was a lot of work needed, but I didn’t truly understand how it felt to be limited and invisible in a able-bodied world.
For example, I didn’t realize that a building I visit regularly has a wheelchair ramp, but no automatic doors. The doors are so heavy that even strong able-bodied people struggle with them. It’s not enough to just have a way to get to the building, we need to make sure that people with disabilities can get to their destinations.
For example, I didn’t realize that when elevators are down, it’s impossible for some to make their way to work and that there is very little rules under the “norme du travail” that protects disabled people from being forced on unpaid leave while the elevators are fixed.
Please forgive me, I did not understand just how often we dismiss issues thinking we can work around it, forgetting that it’s much more difficult to do for those who have disabilities.
Please forgive me, I didn’t realize how quickly people judge negatively anyone who has issues preferring to believe that they are either lazy or troublemakers for fighting for their rights to access and comfort, until I was stuck fighting for mine.