I am so sick of this “deaf-heart” bullcrap.
What’s next? Black heart? White heart? Lesbian heart? Blind heart? Paraplegic heart?
Get over it, y’all.
I’m a person. A person who just happens to be deaf. The only thing deaf about me are my ears. Not my eyes, not my hands, and certainly not my heart.
That doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate what it means to have other deaf people in my life. That doesn’t mean I don’t cherish the people who work every day to ensure that we deaf people have equal access and opportunities that hearing people have. But you know what? I take people not for what they do or what they are, but for WHO they are. As composite beings.
Who am I?
I am an individual made up of many parts. My DNA makes me human, just like everyone else who is reading this. But my DNA also makes me unique. I am a person who just *happens* to be female, white (and pink and tan, depending on how much sun I get), short, deaf, sensitive, stubborn, frustrated, frustrating, perfectionist, and more.
In other words, my whole is greater than the sum of my parts.
I don’t have a short heart.
I don’t have a stubborn heart.
I most definitely don’t have a deaf heart.
And neither do you. So get over it. See people for who they are, and celebrate that. Not for WHAT people are.
Because, in the end, we’re all human. And unique.