Getting Used To No

No, we don't have an accessible bathroom. (Or they think they have an accessible bathroom, but it's not.) No, our building isn't accessible. No there isn't any accessible transportation.  Those statements used to be hard to swallow.  I wondered how much psychologically someone can take from being excluded, especially in repeated situations in different spaces. For me I have to consider if it's worth my time and effort to respond, it depends on the circumstances. For some accessibility isn't considered and may not even be an afterthought, particularly if it's not someone who doesn't deal with it regularly. For those that live with a disability, we can't afford for it to be an afterthought. We don't have that privilege. Yet, when the need for accessibility is acted upon and put in place it's a privilege that I do not take for granted. The fact that I have to consider it a privilege is kind of messed up, to be honest. It would be better if it was just the status quo.