The structural silencing of disabled children and their parents: A reflection on who is absent in discussions about the toll of coronavirus

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Content warning: suicidal ideation

Last Wednesday was the day I learned to always carry a paperclip in my pocket. 

We were laying in the soft green grass watching puffy clouds in the sky when my eight-year-old son threatened to jump from my bedroom window. He described how breaking glass would slice his neck and then kill him when he landed, …