*insert a witty remark about ableism here*

I was recently told that “My partner’s niece has CP and is in a wheelchair! She doesn’t let it hold her back. I sense that same grit in you.”

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Well then. I guess it’s true, to an extent. I am fiercely stubborn. I am fiercely determined. I don’t let the fact that there is no cure for my disorder mean there is no hope in my life. But the thing is, it isn’t always that simple.

Some days, I’m in the emergency room, like this day back in late May. Other days, I’m in bed in pain. Some days I do incredible things – not despite my disability, but because of it. Because I’m living with it. Because it’s who I am. But it isn’t a choice. I live with it – I move on because I have to. Life can’t stop because I’m disabled. But it doesn’t mean I have to be your inspiration. It doesn’t mean I have grit and determination just because I am disabled. It’s just all a part of who I am.

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