61/100
Somehow using this test to evaluate your "privilege" feels like using Yahtzee to evaluate how good a game is. So many of these questions made no sense or just seemed really odd.
"You can afford a therapist."
Well, yeah. I have insurance through my company. Not sure how good it is anymore since my out of pocket medical expenses went up 500%, but I have it. And I know mental health is part of it.
"There is a place of worship for my religion in my town."
Well, I identify as agnostic, but frankly couldn't care less about the whole religious/atheist debate. What would be considered a place of worship for me? Barnes and Noble? A bar? Gamestop? A Motel 6?
"I have never heard the phrase: 'You have been randomly selected for secondary passport control.'"
Well, no, but I've also never flown anywhere, much less out of the country. I don't exactly make enough money to fly whenever and wherever I want. Which brings me to...
"I have never felt poor."
"I have never had to worry about making rent."
I made contradictory answers here. You see, I don't have infinite money and can't afford everything I want. But I don't try to buy what I can't afford. So feeling poor is something I can say I can relate to. On the other hand, I haven't really worried about paying rent, ever.
When I had roommates in the past, I was the one who had enough money to cover their share of the rent if it was ever needed. Because I kept my stuff in order and always had a cushion. Worry about making the rent? No, but that's because I'm responsible, not "privileged".
When it came to the various disabilities, I can say that I don't have any diagnosed. But there was one...
"I do not have any learning disabilities."
You see, if you knew me, you would understand why this is a bit complicated. When I was a kid, I was diagnosed with epilepsy (its actually more complicated than it sounds). As a result, I took several medications for it. Which slowed me mentally. I was placed in Learning Disabled and even Severely Learning Disabled classes.
I can literally remember looking up at a poster of a circle representing a human head with ears made from "d" and "b" which was explaining the difference. And not getting it. It just didn't click. I remember getting ouster crackers in class. I can probably find the rooms if I ever went back to that school.
But I was taken out of it after my mom took me off the medicine against doctor's orders (haven't had any seizures or anything). Even placed in honors classes in the following years. But I can say that this had a long term affect.
I also was in Speech Therapy due to an ear infection I had as a baby that seems to have screwed up my speech. Imagine saying "Stop" as "Sop" and having trouble with "R" words. I swear I still have trouble with words like "roar", but I've been told it's perfectly fine. Don't think it was bad? My sister was regularly called into my classes to "translate". Yeah, Spanish was fun.
So, where do I stand on that? I put that I don't have a disability, for the record.
I don't know. This feels deeply flawed. But maybe I'm just too privileged.