Sit beside me and you will see a young man with a big smile and an ordinary persona. We can chat and exchange pleasantries and even become familiar. You may pass me day after day perhaps as a classmate or coworker, and maybe we would even study together or collaborate on a project. We might hang out and grab a meal together. What you will not know is that I am disabled. It is difficult to discern; I look just fine. As the age-old saying goes, you cannot judge a book by its cover. I am a book whose cover is misleading.
Jacob Adashek. Invisibly Disabled. JAMA Oncol. 2016;2(10):1265–1266. doi:10.1001/jamaoncol.2016.0117