A while ago, I got a weird 3-hour break from work and decided to use some of that time to pick up the start of Gail Simone’s run on N52 Batgirl. I’ve never been too invested in any of the Batbrats but what little I’ve read of Batgirl, so far, has really stuck with me. Not because the story is sweet, or because I’m a sucker for anything that can be interpreted as a coming of age story, or because Babs is written as undeniably strong, despite her fears and flaws. But because of ^THIS^ panel. Or more specifically, because of the words in it.
While I’ve never experienced being wheelchair-bound for longer than a few months, I definitely felt like Mrs. Simone was talking to me. You see, I am d/Deaf. I work, attend classes, and generally just live surrounded by well intentioned hearing people. And USUALLY I’m game for a little Q&A. If it means making such a big part of my life just a teensy bit easier to grasp, why not? However, there are days when I’m not up to it, days I don’t feel like I’ve explained something very well, days I don’t feel like making the situation uncomfortable, and days where I am just plain tired and/or grumpy. I’m always disappointed in myself on those days.
"And I guess I don’t feel like explaining that to her able-but-well-intended-self right now".
The fact Batgirl gets tired too, reduced me to tears before bed that night. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt so…relieved by words on paper before. Its a few days later and I’m still not sure how to eloquently express just how comforted I still feel by Barbara’s thoughts. I’m not sure Gail Simone knows how strongly my heart has wrapped itself around these three boxes of inner dialogue, but as of right now, both Barbara Gordon and Gail Simone are at the very top of my hero list. I’d like to grant both ladies a knighthood and medals and shit, but I’ll have to show my gratitude by one ginormous, teary-eyed THANK YOU.