I am disabled as well, I have four autoimmune diseases for 20 years, I’m 50 now, and I am increasingly dependent on my wheelchair when I leave the house, if I am able to leave it at all. I totally understand what you are saying, and agree, while acknowledging that I also have white/cis privilege, but I do agree. When I am in my wheelchair people look at me, if they look down at all, with either pity or with disdain. They wonder why I need the chair. Who I am is no longer their first thought. Which, of course is what so many people of color, or of other religions who wear their head coverings, like more conservative women even in my own Mennonite faith (I don’t wear one, being very liberal, I have a buzz cut myself, lol) as well, not that I am equating the amount of discrimination, of course, have experienced for their whole lives. That loss of instant connection, of spark of recognition of you as a fellow person, not an sadness, or a danger, or an issue, but just a fellow person and potential conversation, potential connection for even a minute, that response to my smile and hello, is alone hurtful and polarizing in a way, right there. and add to that the discrimination factors towards LBGTQ people, like my own two kids and friends, racial discrimination, religious, etc, you are right that connection between us who have felt these things, in whatever degree, or severity, that is what is real connection, and real love and life and strength are about, at it’s most rich and most amazing.