Follow-up

Thanks to everyone who posted advice for our anonymous reader. I got this email from her today, and post it here with her permission:

I have great news! I went into the meeting today with my girlfriend (not having the opportunity to have read any of the blogs on your site yet) and the rehab counselor was so sweet. She really focused on making up for the past Counselor's actions. Which was awesome for me. I didn't want to revisit that traumatic day at all.

My girlfriend and I felt no homophobia at all. I went in as my confident self and it seems like she approved me for their services. Because from how she was talking, she talked about the future. Not using the word "if," she used the word "when" repeatedly: When we work down the line together, or when you receive future correspondence, do this and do that. She's mailing me my plan. Wheeeeeee!

I am so so so happy. I can get past all of it and not have to deal with the trauma so much. No lawyer would take it because it's not illegal to deny based on size or weight. Which really is wrong because it's my disability that took away my active life and the weight poured on. I felt I had to fight and fight and that's something I can't do now, I'm fighting three other discrimination situations. I am a bubbly person, I am a fighter, but a person can only handle so much in life before you lose the happiness or time for family. I feel like my own Erin Brockovich. It's hard to encounter so much daily hatred for being fat, lesbian and in a wheelchair. I can handle hatred, it took me from being bitter, to making me stronger, it isn't right or humane, but it is what it is. I can only pray to God for strength and remember The Serenity Prayer everyday.

My goal in life is to help people. I am not in it for me, I want to do social work. Well, I guess feeling great about helping others is in it for me. I did on my own get my local post office to widen their doors and they did a whole reconstruct for disabled people. It took me half a year, but the disabled can feel like everyone else and buy stamps or conduct business. Woohooo!

I really love people and I try daily to be kind, generous and loving to people and that teenager or that old person who looks at me and laughs, snickers, or rolls their eyes, I thank God for, because it makes me thankful to be alive! To feel. To appreciate the people who do love me and accept me. Thank you, bless all of you, and I will keep you posted.

A happy ending, at least for now.

But tell me, the lawyers among us, is it truly legal to discriminate based on size and weight?