I couldn't agree more. Although I no longer look for definitions of my disease, as my moronic sixth-grade teacher put it.
One thing that severely bothers me now; being a recent graduate of a college program "Designed for Disabled people." I try not to look at myself as a minority, retard, lab rat or whatever an able-bodied person might see me as, so I was very annoyed at how the program had these seminars on "How to deal with your Disability in a workplace." I didn't need them. I don't have to deal with my disability. It has never kept me from doing the things I want to do. Some people play the Violin because their parents made them. I learned to play the Violin to spite mine.
Okay, I'm done.