Not when they impose them, uninvited, on other people. Even worse when they do it to strangers.
Because it’s as annoying as hell to be somewhere with my husband - a store, a park, a concert, whatever - and have some ninny come up to me and ask me, point blank, things like:
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why did you marry someone who can’t have sex? Are you gay? Are you really married?
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when are you going to get rid of him and get you a man who can give you babies?
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you’re not too young to divorce him a get a real man
These are all comments I have actually received, completely unsolicited, from either complete strangers or people who barely know me or my husband. They are rude, intrusive, and inexcusable. I care because it’s an invasion of our privacy. I care because there are busy-bodies who have tried to break up our relationship because they felt I could do better, or that they had my best interests in mind.
I care because those random strangers can make my life uncomfortable. Because in some instances they won’t shut the fuck up and leave me (and sometimes us) alone. Because it fucking hurts the person I love when he overhears shit like that. Because it hurts me.
If they just thought it and left me the hell along I wouldn’t give a damn but they don’t. They INSIST on vomiting it all over us, intruding into our lives like the worst sort of telemarketer with a phone stuck on redial of your number.
I’m sorry if you can’t understand how often I’ve received comments like that, or how hurtful they can be. Sometimes, the biggest handicap a disabled person faces is NOT what isn’t working it’s other peoples’ attitudes.
So when I see Jamie wearing that shirt I don’t think “what an immature tool” I think "Oh, boy - you’ve had to go through that shit, too, and “keep being an uppity gimp instead of a saint”. Granted, that’s NOT the majority view here, but then, I’m not in the majority. I married a cripple. That doesn’t mean I’m going to take crap from random strangers all meek and silent. One of the ways the disabled are infantalized in our culture is denying they have a sexuality. It’s disgusting and I’d like it to stop. It’s also sad that people don’t see the shirt as commentary on the nosey - he got that question so many times he got sick of saying “It still works” so he got a shirt that says it for him. But hey, maybe you just don’t get the joke. Maybe you have to either be disabled, or love someone disabled, to get a grip on why it’s so damn funny as well as so sad.
Used to work with a man who had a t-shirt saying “Don’t shout. I’m blind, not deaf”. Would you call him insecure as well? Or is it just because Jaime’s is related to sex that it’s so taboo?