Had a job offer withdrawn after getting it through an organisation as soon as they found out I was disabled - and at that point I wasn't using a wheelchair and any adjustments were negligible. Anyway they got blacklisted by the organisation and I got the job somewhere else. I was really good at it.
Been told by a doctor that I can't be autistic (and therefore must be lying about my medical history), because I can speak and attend an appointment.
Been mocked and bullied throughout my life for the way I move and for being "weird".
In my wheelchair:
been shouted at for stopping to heave a traffic cone that had been left in the middle of the dropped curb, and then sworn at when I didn't respond (because I'm autistic and I was overwhelmed and focused on the obstacle).
Been unable to cross the street due to inconsiderate parking across the dropped curb. And had to unload my wheelchair into the road because non-disabled people are using the blue badge spaces as a drop off zone (people do tend to look a bit sheepish in that case).
Had all manner of intrusive questions when out and about with mobility aids - what happened, why do you have that, what's wrong with you etc etc. I don't answer those.
Been ignored at the bar, cafe etc when it comes to ordering. Most times, it's assumed that whoever is with me will order for me.
Arrived at a leisure activity, having checked the website and rung up in advance to check accessibility, and paid for a ticket, only to be told with a shrug that the access features are broken today, with not so much as an apology.
Been dressed by a total stranger after I'd said no. This was me putting my jumper and jacket back on after trying something over my tshirt, the shop assistant asked if I needed help. I said no thanks, I can dress myself (which should have been evident given I'd removed my jacket, tried on the item, removed it, and was in the process of putting the jacket on again). She decided to start tucking my coat into my wheelchair, even though I said no. I didn't buy the item.
I've been using a wheelchair for less than a year. Every single time I leave the house I meet with some form of discrimination or inaccessibility.
I get a lot of positive interactions as well, but the negative ones out in public wear me down. I always appreciate offers of help to e.g. reach something on a high shelf - offers are fine, as long as people take no for an answer! Sometimes it looks like we need help, because we take longer or look different while doing something, but it's the most efficient way to do it for us. "Helping" when we've said "no" is at best infantilising, at worst, dangerous.