Whose love is it anyway?
Who has the power to decide what a disabled person can do with
their life? Of course the answer should be the disabled person decides.
But what if we need others to assist us in carrying out our wishes?
Simon Parritt asks who chooses then, whose rights and interests are
paramount?
John is a man in his mid-50s. Having lived abroad with a son and wife,
he now finds himself, after becoming disabled, divorced and transported
back to his mother’s house in the UK where he has spent the last 12
years being supported by his now elderly mother and family with a care
package in place.
In this true story, one day Mary, a care worker around his age, arrives
and they form what is at first a close bond and this then turns into a
romantic attachment.
This is not unusual. Isolation and restricted opportunities means that
many disabled people don’t get much of a chance to meet new partners.
Added to this most of the non-disabled world rarely see us as potential
lovers or partners. Carers are supposed to remain “professional” and
never get involved with their clients. But in the real world of
relationships and attraction, rules are not so easily kept to.
Mary falls in love with John. But John’s family is horrified. They
report Mary and the “inappropriate” relationship and she is suspended
whilst the agency establishes nothing unethical had occurred. Satisfied
that nothing has happened other than an emotional bond has developed
between them, she is reassigned to a new client and then continues to
see John as a friend and potential partner after work and when she can.
However, she is then barred from the house and all contact with Mary or
mention of her is denied to John by his family.
This could be a story about how isolated some disabled people are that
they only find opportunity for friendships and love within the closed
world of their carers. Or, this could be a story about how, after many
years, a disabled man has become so much a part of his family’s way of
life that they can’t or won’t let go. It’s a familiar situation when a
mother doesn’t approve of their son’s partner or girlfriend and do
everything to keep them at home. But, of course, when a man is 18 he is
free to choose, free to walk away and, most importantly, free to make
mistakes.
For John no such luxury is available. He is physically incapable of
walking out of the door into the arms of his love. He is too dependent
upon a whole package of support and a hundred “sensible” reasons can be
put in the way of why he should never see this woman again. Some may be
right, some may be wrong and mostly it is impossible to predict.
He is in this position because of his impairment. He is truly disabled
by the system which denies him the same freedom to choose as any other
autonomous free individual. He has to risk everything in the face of
those who know best and tell him he is not able to make a decision. He
needs the kind of bravery that few isolated, dependent and vulnerable
people manage to muster.
So, right or wrong, a lover awaits him, an adaptable flat awaits him and
a woman who says she loves him awaits him, but he cannot move, he dare
not act. His immobility is not just physical. He is trapped in a life
where his continued dependency is the “raison d’etre” of others,
especially his family. Where his continued safety is the concern of
social services. Where he may feel obliged to be silent in the face of
those who “know what’s best” for him.
The outcome? In this case, it’s yet to be determined. But the wider
issue is about how often is this scenario played out in disabled
people’s lives? How often are we free to act on impulse or on our hearts
desires and to hell with the consequences? Are we really afforded the
freedom that non-disabled people have to act on our own decisions when
we need others to enable us to act? Whose rights are paramount? Ours, or
our enablers? How are disabled people to learn to grow and develop
emotional maturity and strength so that we can break the silence and
demand our right to choose, even in the face of what others feel is
wrong or destined to fail, just like everyone else.
• Names have been changed


