Wrestling my internal disablism to the ground.

[jesse_the_k]

Yesterday met someone new at beer_marmalade Feminist SF book group. He asked, as you do, "so where do you work?" I replied "I'm too disabled to work."

Asked and answered, no angst, no regret, no hasty explanation of all the things I did do that made me worthwhile once.

That only took 20 years!

Comments

[marina]

This is really awesome to hear. :)

[jesse_the_k]

Yeah, it was awesome to feel. I'd become so accustomed to running in to the sharp corner of the dresser, I was amazed when it wasn't there!

[meloukhia]

Woo hoo! This story is the bright spot in an otherwise deeply miserable day. Thank you.

[jesse_the_k]

Sorry about the otherwise, glad to be able to shine a little light!

[littlebutfierce]

Wow! That's awesome.

[jesse_the_k]

The good news: we can still grow'n'learn.

[were_duck]

Oh wow, congratulations! <3

[jesse_the_k]

Thanks. It's a milestone, all right.

[wrdnrd]

Oh, well done, indeed!

[maevele]

sweet! wtg

[rhivolution]

Good on you!

[sophygurl]

Yay for not feeling the need to make excuses. :)

[polemista]

Wow, that's great!

Um, and I just realized I still have a way to go, but I'll remember this as a valid answer.

[antarcticlust]

Huzzah!

I have recently adopted "so, what do you do?" instead of "where do you work?" It seems like a more flexible question, inspired in part by friends of mine who aren't academics (where the question is often, "so, what department are you in?" as though we're not allowed to hang out with non-grads) or are in between jobs, or have no interest in jobbing.

[challyzatb]

So pleased to hear that! :)

[evolvedcucumber]

Good for you.