One of the most difficult things I’ve encountered is that, while I feel so angry and so sad about the subject matter, I have to work hard – especially now that I am visibly disabled – to not seem that way. A few ironic jokes are fine. But real anger and sadness? That has to be kept hidden away. And that’s because one of the biggest challenges to having my work on disability taken seriously is the worry that I am too ‘personally invested’ in the topic. And seeming emotional can only amplify those worries. Don’t get me wrong, I think those worries are absurd. I am personally invested in the topic of disability. Of course I am. But the last time I checked, most non-disabled people are also rather personally invested in the topic. That is, non- disabled people are personally invested in being non-disabled just as much as I am personally invested in being disabled. Disability – or lack thereof – is something everyone takes personally. And I don’t think that’s a bad thing, or something that impedes good philosophy. But the simple fact is that my work will be seen as personal in a way that Peter Singer’s or Jeff McMahan’s won’t.