Just because I’m disabled

One of my pet peeves is when people tell me they could never do what I do. That they could never juggle all these appointments, juggle all these meds, juggle all these health problems. I absolutely hate it when people tell me that they could never be that strong. When they tell me I’m SO strong, SO brave, SO courageous for merely living the hand live dealt me.

Image is of me nearly a year ago, wearing sunglasses and in a hospital gown.

Image is of me nearly a year ago, wearing sunglasses and in a hospital gown.

What no one tells you is that when being strong is your only option, when the so-called bravery is the only way to live your live, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be because to be honest? There are days I cannot do it either.

The truth is I’m merely living my life to the best of my ability. The truth is that sometimes I have a bad attitude and that is okay. The truth is sometimes I am not brave. Sometimes I am not strong. Sometimes I break down. And the fact of the matter is, there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s unhealthy to be strong and brave all the time.

Why am I considered your inspiration just for doing what is literally my only option? Seriously, most days I sit on my ass playing video games. And I have a lot of supports. It’s not like I do it all on my own anymore, though it seems like I have to far more often than I should.

Being brave and strong isn’t what I do. What I do is live my life. Just like anyone else. Just like everyone. Just because I’m disabled doesn’t mean that I live my life any differently than you do and am worthy of such words. Because really, when living this way is your only option, you just DO.

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