Identity

My disability is not me but it is such a big part of my identity. It’s a gift and curse. I hate that some people only see my disability and expect so little of me. At the same time I love shocking them and showing them what I can do. Its great and it hurts at the same time. I’m normal and it sucks that people do not see what I can do but what they think it can’t do. Some times it bugs me a lot and other times I just don’t have the energy. Advocating for my self is tiring but its something I have to do not just for my self but for the other people that come after me.