The X-Men are mutants, a subspecies of humans who are born with superhuman abilities. The X-Men fight for peace and equality between normal humans and mutants in a world where anti-mutant bigotry is fierce and widespread.1
I may not be an X-Man, but I do have super powers.2
So, what’s the deal? It’s really quite simple:
I’m a mutant.3
My brain isn’t wired like yours. The way I perceive reality is atypical; I connect the dots differently. These differences can sometimes make it difficult for me to live and function in your world. Because your kind make the rules—your kind decide what’s normal, and what’s not.
I’m not normal. I’m different. Divergent even, but according to you I have a disorder. A disability. According to you, there is something wrong with me.
It’s true I struggle sometimes. I struggle to adjust to your world, and the rules you’ve set up for the society we both live in and share. Don’t get me wrong, I believe in complying to a set of rules so we can all live in peace with each other. That is what having a society is about, after all.
But the norms of our shared society are too rigid. The norms we grow up with are so ingrained in our mutual consciousness that we believe them to be laws of nature—absolute truths.
They are not. They are something we’ve made up based on what suits the majority.
However, I’m not part of the majority. My needs are different from yours. That doesn’t mean I’m disabled. Believe me when I say I can function in your world. But doing that keeps me from fulfilling my true potential. It means I have to give up my own dreams and goals.
All my energy is instead redirected into playing a part—the part of being normal: of getting up on time in the morning; of washing the dishes; of catching the train on time; of remembering where I put my keys; of working nine to five; of not staying up all night writing a novel or setting up an impromptu photo shoot for an art project.
I’m different—not defective. I have abilities beyond your realm of comprehension. Worry not, I’m not calling you stupid, but you are part of the norm which is why it’s hard for you to understand me. Going forward, I’ll try to explain it to you, but for now I need you to make room for me, allow me to be all that I can be, and together we can achieve greatness.