Hi OP
I am the ghost of Christmas future! I am a disabled adult and I want to pop up and offer you and your son some hope.
I’m in my early 40s and single. I have many brilliant friendships, people often comment on how strong my friendship circle is. I’ve just had major surgery and recovery isn’t going as hoped, i’m much more incapacitated than usual for much longer than expected and have no local family. My friends have been EPIC in all of this.
My headline is this won’t be forever and it will be OK.
Obviously there is some stuff I can’t do, always will be and always has been. My very closest friends know me well enough to know what is accessible to me and what isn’t, and always try and take it into account when planning stuff. (This is sometimes easier said than done. Planning my own 40th party, finding a venue that was accessible to ME and a few other disabled guests was really hard, sometimes people do the best they can and it’s not ideal for me.)
Beyond my closest friends, people don’t always think about it / don’t realise, and that can be frustrating. It’s actually only a very few people who truly understand the impact my disability has on my life. These are the people who’ve seen me on my worst days, old housemates etc. (I have a very visible and obvious mobility impairment but the way it impacts on me is more complicated than it looks.)
When I am invited to a thing which isn’t ideal or fully accessible, my choice is to go and make the best of it, or not go. It depends what mood i’m in, TBH.
Also sometimes my disability makes me tired and I don’t go to something which is accessible to me. I’ve had experience of people being pissed off about that, but the people that matter get it and don’t take it personally.
But I also try and have an active social life and organise things that work for me and invite the people I want to see and they pretty soon get the idea about what works and reciprocate.
It’s not fair and it’s not right and everything should be accessible and people should understand and it’s more work for me - and, at the moment, you - than it should be, but here we are.
I get that the issue here is not being invited.
I struggled with friendships in secondary school. I suspect some of this was disability-related, but there were many other ways I wasn’t the cool popular one, it wasn’t just about my disability. Disability didn’t help / sometimes gave people an easy out.
I joined a youth theatre - had a bit of a passion for drama - and all of my closest friends from that time were from there, not so much from school.
I get that it’s hard to seek out accessible activities but it’s well worth the effort. Does your son have interests he wants to pursue outside school which might expand his friendship circle too? I’m projecting a bit from my own experience but it worked for me.
Finally, if your son wants to see Bob he does need to be a bit proactive and do the inviting in this situation. It’s annoying and unfair and it shouldn’t be like this but, again, here we are. Does he want to see Bob? If you’ve talked to him and he does, then invite Bob.
I get that all this is exhausting. I’ve talked to my parents about what it was like for them when I was growing up. Sometimes it’s exhausting for me now. At the moment I’m exhausted from the surgery and fighting to sort out a few problems with my post operative care. I’ve told my friends I’m knackered and prefer text messages to phone calls as I can reply to them when I have the energy, and enjoy them even when I can’t reply. All of them have got this except none who keeps calling and is narked with me for not answering or returning her calls when I genuinely can’t. I suspect that friendship is on the way out but at the moment I’m too tired for it.
Being disabled is hard socially. It’s trial and error and, as he grows up, your son will need to develop strategies. It’s exhausting for you both now, I know.
I’m just popping in to say it does get better.