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Yes, I'm fully on board with the social model of disability. People's need for incessant need for chitchat and constant validation is their fucking disability as far as I'm concerned, but somehow the world has managed to make it my probloem.
But the ADHD side of things for me is where it really does feel like a disability, when an important project sits unattended on my desk, or a piano goes unplayed, or blankets unwashed, or papers un-gone-through, for weeks or months, all that start to feel like a disability because there isn't anything between me and the tasks but myself.