There’s a new person in my life, so we’re having the how-my-body-works talk.
It’s a conversation I don’t think nondisabled people have. It goes like this: this is my body. This is how it works. It moves this way. These parts of can feel, and these can’t. This will hurt me, and this won’t. I want you to know these things. This is my body, and this is me.
“We should have the conversation about physical contact, but I don’t know how it goes,” she said.
“Well, fortunately, I’m really good at this conversation,” I said. “I have it all the time.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about the kinds of intimacy my disability forces me into. Most people don’t have to brief half the people they meet on what they can and can’t see. But the truth is that my body works like yours right up until it doesn’t…
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