In my dreams, you lay your sorrow on the table, and the air between us is soft and we have time.
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“Disability” is an umbrella term which encompasses physical disabilities, emotional/psychiatric disabilities, neurodivergence, intellectual/developmental disabilities, sensory disabilities, invisible disabilities, and more. You do not have to have an official diagnosis to consider yourself disabled.
Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
I really think that almost everyone is like this. It was the same for me when I got cancer. At first people were shocked and sympathetic but as time wore on and my condition worsened, everyone abandoned me.