I don’t care if my child ever pays taxes — but I do care that she may never have the opportunity to work or live independently. She did not destroy my family, but I live in constant fear for her safety. I care deeply about her quality of life, and the limited options ahead.

”Does the society we live in have a role in this? No, it’s my child who is wrong.”

So many parents view having a “normal” child as their right. “Oh but I spent so long fantasizing about this, how could it not come true?”.

We have moved from viewing disability through a purely medical lens — as something broken to be fixed — to a social lens that puts the onus on society to accommodate it.

Neurotypical fascist whining about having to put up with the uppity autistics, example 99472772874.

The worst part is this isn’t some fascist hardliner anomaly view, but the opinion of the average neurotypical. I could count the number of neurotypicals I’ve met who wouldn’t put the neurodiverse “burdens” on flights to El Salvador on one hand. When Trump starts doing just that, I’ll expect nothing short of celebration from the average person, whether or not they openly do so. Sick and diseased society

Ah yes, viewing disability as a problem to be fixed is very medical and rational and totally not based entirely on how your society is structured.

That last paragraph you wrote reminded of that page from Flowers for Algernon, where the father defends his son Charlie from his mother.

Matt - the father - loved his son and accepted him regardless of his disabilities.

We should all be grateful we are not divorced from love, even if just as a concept of it, as Emily May is.