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Class 7, Chapter 4: How Not to Be Ableist
Ableism isn’t always loud. Sometimes, it whispers behind your back at family gatherings, smiles with pity, or applauds your existence like it’s an achievement. As a disabled woman in India, I’ve lived through more unsolicited blessings and backhanded compliments than I care to count. This post calls out the everyday ableism we sweep under the rug—with sarcasm, sharp truths, and a reminder that I’m disabled, not doomed.
