Abled People Are Still Obsessed With Wiping...

 Not that I want that to be what you think I took away from Jamie Foxx's netflix special, which was as singular an outpouring from audience and performer since Richard Pryor was on the Sunset Strip--I also wish I knew what that connection to a Creator felt like, but I don't.

And my teenaged self is cringing right now, because, as much as she read ahead, she also pretended that if she didn't allude to gimpy things, nobody would notice.  Spoiler alert:Everyone noticed, constantly.The only person I ever fooled with all that denial is myself.

But here goes:

I have been to college, published my writing, halfway learned a second language, and have never, truly, wiped my own ass. I never knew it was such a transcendent power and whatnot.  Frankly, if I had a vote, what came out of us would be more like the paper shavings that come out of the shredder than what we get. Much like if I lived in Texas, they didn't give me a vote on that and nature doesn't have a Beto, so I'm sorry.

Part of me would love to go all-in in spirituality and self-love right now and say this never sucks, that the only reason people worry is ableism(ableism is part of it) but some of the things I end up sharing...well, I'd rather not. But even I can't be ashamed multiple times a day. But I'm not quite yogic enough to be like "I'm helping them, by keeping them in touch with elemental truth," and so forth. I tried that on, but it never fit properly. Yoda, I'm not. Though I ended up playing him on the playground many times.

ETA:"Let me explain...no, is too much, let me sum up." In one sense, it's not a big deal.If it happened to you, eventually whatever you feel about naked butts would lose some of its potency--which isn't so great for bringing one's inner sex kitten outer--or, at least, it keeps you from thinking about bringing a hot stranger home, but one problem at a time...people can and do adapt, is my point.It sucks when they miss, right?Which may be the real part people don't want to confront, and it's not secretly beautiful. but it's only part of your day. That doesn't have to be a reason to kill yourself, though I wish I could say that nothing would be.

In another sense, it's the biggest deal ever that caregiving gets low status and low wages. It's a very big deal if there's nobody around that you trust, to say, do the honors(you don't really have to call it that, but you can, if you'd like--that much is still up to you!)