You realize friendship and love become conditional when you become disabled, and it's a lonely, lonely existence. People stop calling when you're too disabled to go out. People stop trying and leave you to rot in your loneliness.
And then, when you bring this up to the people who are supposed to love you most, their fuckass answer is "you need to meet people". BITCH, HOW? I am housebound! I medically can't even drive! I don't have an income, so even if I could make a lunch date with someone, I can't fucking pay for myself!
Check your fucking ableism and check in on the people you say you love. Because real damn quickly they will realize you don't actually love them, especially if your line is always "communication works both ways" but you make the disabled person reach out first every single time.
