Welcome back, readers. As you’ve seen so far, the posts have been all political up until this day. Today, Everyday Injustice wants to talk about something that hits pretty close to home for me here.
You might be wondering what an “unfair disadvantage” is. Many of us have disadvantages, but none that personally make us incapable of doing everyday tasks or shun us from an otherwise normal life. The “unfair disadvantages” are ones we can not control, ones we can not help, ones that affect us and everyone around us in more ways than one. They are diseases – mental or physical.
Some of the readers here may have a disease of one kind or another – they may be autistic, bipolar, have muscle degeneration, or even be as simple and common as having a form of cancer. Those with diseases are looked upon differently, talked to differently, and even treated differently in today’s society, when all they want is to feel normal again.
Someone close to me, the writer of Everyday Injustice, is autistic. She is the most beautiful little girl I have ever met and she is brilliant. Yet people think that because of her disease, she may be a little on the dull side. They might look at her funny everytime she speaks, just because she does not sound like everyone else. If they gave her a chance, they might be able to see that she is just as brilliant as others, if not more; if they gave her a chance, they might find that she can speak as well as everyone else when she wants to, albeit being a bit tempermental. But because of the disease that has labeled her since a little while after she was born, she is treated differently. I am sure many of you can relate.
Another woman close to me had cancer in the later stages of her life. By the time the doctors found out about it, it was already in the late stages of it’s cycle. She underwent chemotherapy, took medication, and the cancer had gone into remission. She had lost most of her hair, lost quite a large chunk of her weight, and people may have looked at her as weak. They may have looked at her with pity because of what she had been through. That woman was the bravest and strongest one I ever met and have not since met someone like her. The woman passed away due to complications from the cancer, but should we remember others like her for their diseases and not for who they were when they were healthy?
Everyday Injustice does not imply that diseases are to be thought of as a good thing, or as something that should be brushed over carelessly. Diseases, at the point where they become an incurable thing, are a part of the person then. An unfortunate part, an unfair disadavantage, but a part nonetheless. They may have changed, but it’s their hope that people will see them as they were before – not someone to be pitied because of an illness, not someone to be looked down upon. They are as strong as we are. They are as smart as many of us. They are as compassionate, if not more. They deserve more than what many give them.
Is it an injustice to treat people with disabilities and diseases the way we do today? Everyday Injustice thinks it is.
Tell us what you think or share your stories.