|Barked: Tue May 21, '13 8:05am PST |
|I snagged myself a very, very loving and caring (and handsome) SO who worked as security on my own building. To be honest I didn't say Baby was for me until a while down the road -- I didn't want my disability to define me. My SO was under the impression that I was training him for someone else. Once I felt more open and he knew *me* (not my disability) better I told him the truth. By the time I told him I figured I wouldn't be able to keep it a secret much longer; he was coming over a lot and I had to take my meds in the bathroom, I'm not very good at being discrete though. It became more and more obvious as we spent more time together that I had something. My disability isn't always apparent when I have my SD with me. Baby helps me get out of sight when I start to have dissociation or he does a good job preventing it. Many of his other tasks are pretty discrete too.
I'm not sure if you have a visible disability or how "discrete" yours is, but in my case it many people just assume the dog is for someone else (without me saying anything).
We do not deserve to be judged before we speak which is what happens a lot to persons with disabilities, I do not want my disability to be all that someone sees.
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