Showing posts with label Self Esteem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Self Esteem. Show all posts

Thursday, February 9, 2023

Setting Boundaries; How Do You Know the Difference Between Someone Being Friendly and Genuine Friendship When You Have a Disability?

It has been a few months since my last blog. However, with it being a new year, what better time than now to hit the ground running with a new sense of purpose and passion? It has always fascinated me how humans can become so disenchanted with life that we reach extremely dark places. To be honest, that’s where I have been the last few months, although it may not seem that way to outsiders. Depression rears its head in the most positive and happy people. You may ask what do I have to be depressed about? To answer without unloading every single problem I face, let’s just say there are quite a few things about my life that would depress most people. How you overcome the difficult times you face defines you as a person. We often require the help and advice of our friends, colleagues, and family to reach the other side of that “dark place.” Lucky for me, I have an amazing group of people that make up the support team that helps me navigate through my “dark place.”

Recently, I was having a conversation with one of those people when she brought up a topic that I believe does not get discussed the way it should be in the disability community. Although oftentimes, we have to remind others disabled people are just like everyone else. For the purpose of this article/blog, I am not referring to the differences our disabilities present physically or, in some cases cognitively, rather I am simply referring to the idea that, like the rest of humanity, disabled people want and deserve to experience the joy and happiness that come with genuine friendship. Bearing this in mind, I will use the rest of this piece to rather provocatively argue that although disabled people may not mean to, sometimes, in our pursuit of genuine friendship, we shoot ourselves in the proverbial foot. Don’t agree? You have the right to feel that way, but if you indulge me, here are a few examples to support my assertion.

I use personal care services to perform my everyday ADLs. This means I am with a caregiver in a one-on-one situation most of the time. The caregivers do mostly everything for me. They help me in the restroom, and until recently, they help me eat all the time. (I now occasionally, depending on what I am eating, will use adaptive utensils,) as well as many other activities throughout the day. Naturally, when people spend so much time together, they will become close on some level. What I believe happens to people with disabilities is that they believe that every caregiver they have will be a friend for life. Now I am not saying that caregivers don’t fall into that category by any means. I myself have a handful of caregivers that either work for me now or have worked for me in the past that I consider “genuine friends.” I am simply arguing that because our desire to make friends is so strong that sometimes we mistake someone’s being friendly forNeeds when you read it again, some time will friendship. Sometimes we’ll forget that boundaries must be established between us and our PCA. You must remember that it is incredibly rare in life to have true friends, either in a professional setting or otherwise. The few true friendships we are lucky enough to develop throughout life must be cherished and treated as special. Regarding people with disabilities, we must set boundaries with our PCAS and realize that most of them will not become lifelong friends.

There is yet another area where people with disabilities sometimes forget about the rarity of true friendship. I believe because a large portion of people with disabilities did not grow up with the same social opportunities as our able-bodied counterparts, it is hard for us to navigate the social structure of society. We often get so attached to people that we do not realize it is natural for people to come in and out of our life. That being said, it is unfair for us as people with disabilities to expect every friend we make to talk to us regularly. I have had to learn this the hard way. I now understand that life happens. Just because you don’t talk to someone regularly does not mean they don’t care for you.

In closing, I would like to say that the views expressed in this blog are my own. They may or may not reflect the views of other individuals with disabilities. As a final thought, I know that I have grown a lot, but I also know that to fully grow as a person, my journey will never stop.

Until next time…

Jason

Definition of Terms

1. ADLs-Activities of Daily living

2. PCA (Personal Care Assistant)

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

The Hero Complex


            Being a new disability advocate, I find myself continually plugged into various publications. One publication I get news from is the American Association of People with Disabilities. Every week they put out a handy newsletter entitled Disability Weekly.

In a recent issue in a segment called In the News, they had a story about a mom who wrote a somewhat controversial piece. Her piece was entitled My Child with a Disability is not My Hero. As the title suggests, Miss Sarah Sweatt Orsborn asserts that disabled people but disabled children are not heroes. At first glance, even I, the non-politically correct writer, that I was taken aback. However, after looking further into Miss Orsborn's premise, I have to say I agree with her.

The premise of the article is quite simple. Orsborn suggests that the term can be more harmful than positive.  From my perspective, as a disabled person, I cannot help but agree. Every time I hear  "Oh, you're so amazing," or something of the like, I cringe. This occurs even when I listen to it from my own family. How can I be fantastic for doing such everyday tasks such as getting up in the morning and going to school? Every time someone comments on these lines, I feel like it diminishes me as a person.

I am not saying that complimenting someone for his or her accomplishments is a negative thing. I am realistic and understand that we all have egos that need a little inflating now and then. The point that Miss Orsborn and I are trying to make is that complementing somebody is fine but merely complimenting them because of the obstacles they face diminishes their self-worth and the work they have accomplished. Let me put it another way; it is like saying that we did not expect you to set the bar so high for yourself because you have this infliction. That not only causes a problem individually, but it results in a group problem.

What is that group problem? Disabled people as a whole have always expected less of themselves because society, in general, expects less of them. If we begin this second-class citizen in the doctor nation at an early age, it is no wonder disabled people set the bar so low for them.  I am a 27-year-old person with cerebral palsy who just graduated with my master's in education. However, I did not graduate with teacher certification, even though I had a 4.0 cumulative grade point average in the program. So why am I not a certified teacher, one may ask?

Simply put, I listened to society when they set the bar so low for me. Some at my school thought it was so amazing that I was getting my masters, but they saw me as too disabled to teach in a classroom. Even though it was not said directly, this was an example of the hero complex. It's so amazing that I got so far; they did not expect me to go any further and were unwilling to invest in me to help me do so. I should have done not settle for such low standards, but I did, and I have learned from it. It has helped me develop my voice as a disability advocate. It has also taught me that as good intentioned as parents are, or even family members are when they say to a disabled child, look how much you have accomplished with what you have had to go through, this has to stop.

Based on their accomplishment, judge their achievement, don't put a star beside it with a little footnote that said he or she had a disability too. Changes in culture and society do not start in Washington in the political arena. They begin with everyday people. If disabled people and those who support them want to change the way disability is perceived in this country, we have to start with ourselves. It is time that disabled people's expectations are just as high as everyone else's because we may have visible or not visible obstacles, but that doesn't make us any more or less of a person.