Why I can't learn to love my disablity
Why I can’t learn to love my disability
My Disability is a part of me yet I can’t learn to love it,
but I can learn to accept it. To accept that I will always be different. Be the
person who will never have a normal life and whose family will get frustrated with
me, because I used to be able to do so many things for myself, but now I can’t and
will need support for the rest of my life.
I can’t love it because of the way my life has played out, I
can’t be an inspiration because it does hold me back in ways that frustrate me
and my family as we always thought I could live a normal life, but I am coming to
the realization I can’t and that this will impact me and everyone in my life.
I never used to admit I have a disability and this in the
long run hasn’t done me any favors. I
am what they call high functioning but high functioning doesn’t mean normal – it
means that I appear to be able to do most thing’s for myself – but in reality, I
can’t.
High-functioning
Definition & Meaning | Dictionary.com
I have good days and then I have really bad days – mostly the good out way the bad,
yet some days I really can’t function in a normal way, I forget things like forgetting
to eat, to send an important email to go to my appointments or even talk to my family.
Me being high functioning doesn’t only affect my life it
affects my families life’s as well, I am one of many Australians living with
Aging parents while waiting for funding for appropriate housing and I do worry
about my future.
But I want to continue the discussion around disability as I
have been seeing online a robust discussion about high vs. low functioning
especially when it comes to hidden disabilities, that aren’t obvious at the
time.
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