Disability: Being Broken

Much of the time I feel broken. A fair amount of the time I don’t simply feel that way, I’m told that I’m that way. Not overtly, no, but in the way that people talk about mental illness, the way that people talk about people who don’t have good jobs straight out of college, in the way people talk about women who have experienced any sexual trauma…these things tell me that I’m broken. I once had a friend tell me that he could never be the parent of a disabled child because you would sink your whole life into them and they would still be subpar. As someone who has multiple birth defects and major mental illness, that fucked with me.

I’m told that I need to fix things about myself. I need to be less judgmental and more accepting. I need to stop reacting so quickly and harshly to things. I need to make my anxiety go away, and make my depression go away. I need to change how I feel about the world and myself, change how I perceive everything in order to be “happier”. I’m told that I need to change myself, fix myself, retrain my brain so that it’s different from what it is now and so that I behave differently in order to be whole and acceptable. I have been bribed and threatened by people who are well-meaning to get me into therapy to “fix” me.

And I now work in an autism program. And I hear the same kind of language. I’ve been reading blogs about autism and hearing about the ways that children are asked to ignore their own perceptions, feelings, and understandings so as to act in a way that is acceptable to others. I have begun to understand that in many ways, people to help those with autism still view autism as a disease that infects someone, a broken piece of their child that needs to be banished so they can have the real child back.

That’s how I feel when I talk about my eating disorder. People have literally told me to view the disorder as something separate from me, almost like it’s possessing me, like it’s broken and if I can just fight it away then I will be back and the disease will be gone. I’ve been broken or taken over by this bad thing, but if I could just get past it, throw it away, change it, then I would be normal and ok again.

Except that that’s not how mental illness or disability works. The way someone who is autistic views the world isn’t broken: it’s different. What is broken is the way that we treat those who see things differently or act differently. We expect them to move 99% of the way towards what we view as normal so that we can be comfortable, and then we make a 1% accommodation to adjust to them. We don’t allow that some people might be far more happy if they were allowed to act and think in a way that is radically different from the way we do.

As an example, I will always be more comfortable thinking in terms of my own safety and trying to avoid things that will be triggering for me: I will probably never be able to spend much time in a kitchen making food on my own. I will never cook for others. I will always feel more comfortable if others will simply accept what I say about my disorder and don’t question my experience. I will always feel more comfortable if I can move my hands when I’m anxious, or if I can twitch a body part when I have too much energy. Asking me to stop that doesn’t make my anxiety go away: it simply gives me no way to deal with it.

To take a more extreme example, for a lot of kids with autism, they have extreme sensory sensitivities. They can hear or feel things you or I never could. So they may never feel comfortable being in crowded or noisy places. And that doesn’t mean their broken. It doesn’t mean we should force them to deal with those situations. It means that we should accept what they can deal with, accept how they perceive as legitimate.

Instead of asking those of us who might perceive or experience the world differently from you to force ourselves into mental contortions so that we can look and act the way you might expect, maybe people should consider that we’re not broken. There is absolutely nothing broken about the fact that my brain likes to organize things A LOT, and thus it tends towards black and white thinking. There are useful elements to this and unhelpful elements to it. Telling me that it’s wrong will not make it go away, and even if I COULD stop acting in a black and white fashion it wouldn’t necessarily make me happier.

Making adjustments so that I can have time to think before jumping to black and white thinking, or encouraging me to rely on it in areas where categorization is useful but giving me some other tools to check it in my personal life: THOSE are helpful. They don’t try to fix me. They don’t tell me I’m broken or wrong in any way or that if I could just be more like other people or adjust my thoughts and my life everything would be ok. They do tell me that since I function differently than a lot of people I might need some help fitting myself and my perceptions into the larger scheme of things. Society is set up for the “norm”. It’s not set up for me. Which means I need some help getting myself to fit into the way society works. I need help functioning sometimes. But I can do that and still not give up the pieces of me that others view as broken. I can retain my mind and simply try to shape self and world to fit together.

Neurodivergence. We diverge from the norm. We’re not broken. We just fit differently. And it’s not all our job to make ourselves the right shape to fit into society, because sometimes we’re not that flexible. Sometimes society has to be flexible as well. I don’t want to feel broken anymore. I don’t want people to tell me I’m broken anymore. I have some more work to do to be able to function and to fit myself to society, but so do most people. I want that to be ok. I want it to be ok if I’m at a party and I say that I have to leave because it’s too noisy for me or because people are talking about diets. I want it to be ok if I show up to a party wearing fuzzy footie pajamas because I had a rough day and I need the sensory calming (see me up there in my onesie? That was the best party I’ve ever been to). There is nothing WRONG with these things. They don’t make me unhappy. What makes me unhappy is when people can’t accept that that’s how I cope. I am not a problem.

6 thoughts on “Disability: Being Broken

  1. Sara V. says:

    šŸ™‚ Damn right.

  2. Kayla Kennett says:

    Have you ever feared repercussions from sharing your experiences in a public forum? I was once accused of being an “over-sharer,” and the expression really stuck me. Sometimes, I feel pressure to self-censor when blogging as to avoid making my friends/aquaintenances uncomfortable, and regularly adjust the visibility of my posts to disinclude those who might suggest that writing so candidly will prevent me from finding employment, etc.

    • oj27 says:

      I do actually. I’ve had some serious worries about it during job applications, and I’m really actually quite public with this (my boss has read my blog) so I often worry that I’ve crossed lines of professionalism. But I also think it’s really important for me to be honest and open about what my life is like…that’s something I very intentionally think about and remind myself of when I get scared. Even if I miss out on some jobs or friends, I don’t think I’d want those opportunities if they couldn’t accept me talking about my real feelings and life.
      Sometimes I want to make people uncomfortable. I don’t LIKE it obviously but like…my mental health IS uncomfortable because is SUCKS so we should talk about it because that’s the only way to make it suck less.
      Or at least that’s how I try to approach it. Sometimes it leaves me curled up in a corner in anxiety.

    • nadith says:

      honestly, i run into that sometimes too. I try to make sure people know though that i am open, and that they know I share to encourage and help people. And, that those people includes myself.

      Some people handle as much as they choose, much like this article speaks to. I don’t see any difference between being different for your nature, and different for your communication and either way people feeling like you may step outside of their norm or comfort.

  3. nadith says:

    Yeah, we are how we are. I don’t know about forever, but it is certainly where we are and it is for specific and well-founded reasons within us.

    I can understand working together to bridge the gap for communication, but the nature of each reality is its nuances and differences. Personally I’ve enjoyed finding my slice of paradise within regardless of the situation, but that is me, not everyone, nor is it found by force. With that, I find it interesting that so many people believe in this sort of half-release technique towards enlightenment. That we can suppress and disjoint whatever is not good and be at peace, rather than simply suppressed and disjoint. Personally I can appreciate the path of release and comprehension, but the latter is the one I am called to.

  4. nadith says:

    hee hee, actually Joe Versus the Volcano would relate here pretty decently

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