
if making friends as an adult is hard, try doing it disabled
We’ve all heard it before... that making friends as an adult is hard.
Well… try making friends as a disabled adult, right?
I’ve never found it particularly easy to make friends. And I’ve certainly never been part of any kind of “popular” group. But growing up, I guess circumstances just kind of handed me friendship by default.
I went to the same, small school for all 12 years, so it was kind of like I had a built-in friend group there.
In college, it was easy to be friends when we were partying a lot, pulling caffeine fuelled all-nighters, and bonding over the insanity that was film school.
I never exactly fit in, but I fit in just enough.
Adulthood, though? Whole different story.
this wasn’t the bridal experience I dreamed of
I’ve spent most of my life noticing how people react to my disability. It’s a sixth sense that most of us with apparent disabilities have developed over time.
The awkwardness. The stares. The polite-but-weird energy that forms when we enter the room.
And when I got engaged, I felt it again.