Trolls can hurt any time they take what you say the wrong way.
To be honest I have a certain amount of words to use. I CAN’T answer each person the way I’d like.
Because I would happily take this handicap if it meant that no kids would face a life of aisles they can’t maneuver or watching from a wheelchair when they’d do anything to play.
But I can’t.
To make these issues about something as simple as money is unbelievable.
To the person that said I can just “hobble around” areas my chair won’t fit: NO, I CAN’T.
Maybe i was overly enthusiastic when I used the word “walked”.
It doesn’t mean that I’m not still in my wheelchair after the exercise.
It doesn’t mean I’m not still paralyzed.
It doesn’t mean I have an easy life.
I still work my butt off.
The half I can feel.
Ask my therapists. My husband. My doctors. My parents. My friends.
I’ve come a loooooong way from the hospital bed.
I still have a loooooong way to go.
But I’m already farther in my heart than those trolls will ever be.