Reveca Torres ReframedI have never considered myself to be a disruptive person. The word makes me think of an unruly child in a classroom (I was always too scared to misbehave in school) or someone causing a scene in public (I try my best not to call more attention to myself).

One day a few years ago I was called disruptive.

I smiled and welcomed the adjective as one I wanted to add to my identity. Every so often, I think of the word and examine what I am doing to live up to it.

It has become clear to me that we people with disabilities are disruptive by just being. Simply navigating the world in our different and beautiful bodies, and our mobility devices, we are challenging physical barriers and societal attitudes. I get stares while doing everyday things, I get sighs when I req