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Hidden Disabilities: My Place in the Queer Community

Hidden Disabilities: My Place in the Queer Community
Jamie Strudwick, photo by Zak Wilkinson

I have always hated the term ‘hidden disability’. My disability isn’t hidden. If you take the time to listen, to ask how I access the world, or simply to recognise that not every disability is immediately visible, it becomes clear enough. 

I don’t mean we should be going around asking strangers, “What disability do you have?” I mean asking something much more useful: “How can I make this space accessible for you?”

For the purposes of this article, I am going to reluctantly use the term ‘hidden disability’ because it is one that many people recognise. I also want to acknowledge that the language around disability is often complicated, controversial, and individual. Personally, I prefer to be called ‘disabled’. Others prefer the term ‘differently abled’. Some prefer other terms. There is no single label that everyone feels comfortable with.

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