For those in the disability community, it has always taken a village.
When your life is filled with doctor’s appointments, chronic illness symptoms, and navigating a world that isn’t built for accessibility, being surrounded by reliable family, friends, and peers doesn’t just enrich the day-to-day — it makes the day-to-day possible.
Yet the cost of housing is throwing this critical ecosystem out of balance. As home prices climb and renters contend with skyrocketing leases and utilities, disabled people often have no choice but to leave the communities they’ve built because they’ve been priced out.
Disabled Black women — like myself — are more likely to struggle to pay our rent than our white counterparts. We shoulder the compounding stress of affording where we live while also managing the costs of doctors’ visits, medications, and mobility aids. All of these factors make it harder to find quality, affordable places to live.
That’s where the community around us comes in. Neighbors and peer networks have long filled the gaps left by underinvestment in social programs and safety nets through everyday acts of care. Neighbors exchange rides, share childcare responsibilities, check in on elders, and support one another in ways that make daily life possible.
For many disabled people, these relationships also make our communities more accessible to us, empowering us to navigate and participate in everyday life with greater dignity, autonomy, and connection.
But as housing costs continue to rise and people are displaced, these informal systems of care become harder to sustain. When affordability forces people farther from family, neighbors, and community, it weakens the very relationships that help everyone survive and thrive.
As a Black, disabled woman renting in the metro Atlanta area, I’ve felt the direct impact of policies that prioritize corporate profits over tenants’ livelihoods. Every month, I receive worryingly expensive utility bills from the private water and sewage corporation that contracts with my apartment complex. And every month, as I watch the amount grow for no discernible reason, I wonder if I’ll be able to make my base rent.
The fear isn’t just about losing my home but also losing the friends I’ve made, the doctors I rely on, and the community that sustains me as a disabled woman.
Housing is supposed to provide stability and peace of mind. But for people with disabilities and anyone struggling to make it under this economy, it often feels like you’re stuck between a rock and a hard place. Finding affordable housing can mean moving away from the support networks that make independence and living a socially enriching life possible.
What’s missing from today’s housing debate is a recognition that accessibility isn’t just about ramps, elevators, or widened doorways, but whether disabled people can afford to remain in the communities that enable us to thrive.
Any future housing bill must embed accessibility into its core design, which means regulating predatory utility billing practices, enforcing maintenance standards so tenants aren’t forced to advocate for basic repairs, and ensuring that affordability measures account for the additional costs disabled people shoulder every month.
Accessibility also means protecting the social infrastructure that makes independence possible. When disabled people are pushed out of neighborhoods, they often lose transit access, nearby doctors, trusted neighbors, and the informal care networks that fill the gaps our healthcare system leaves behind.
Accessibility is a policy choice. And right now, policymakers are choosing to leave disabled people behind.
There is a future where everyone can have what they need to meet their needs while still leaving space for joyful connection. It’s a future where people with disabilities are surrounded by neighbors who want to help and build community. It’s a future where instead of just scrolling on our phones, we actually talk to each other. It’s a future built for people with disabilities, but it’s also one where everyone works to enrich the community they live in.
That’s a future that we all deserve access to.
