This is me living my best life. It took a good chunk of my adulthood to get to the point where I took ownership of my life and didn’t have to force a smile on my face.
About a week ago, I met a pediatric occupational therapist. I thanked her for her work. She looked confused. I told her I spent a lot of time with OTs as a kid with cerebral palsy. And then there was a surprise on her face and the sentiment: “I never imagine the kids as adults who work.” I responded: “The kids you work with grow up to become like me.” And there was still surprise on her face.
I find that to be the most confusing response, especially from a provider that witnesses the strength and determination a disabled person has to have to live a life of fulfillment.
I have a career, I have a family, I find joy in moving my body and contributing to my communities. Sure, cerebral palsy impacts my life, but it has never (on its own) stopped me from doing things in life.
I don’t get it when others think that a diagnosis means less of a life. I have found that when I am caring for myself, my life is full.
Indomitable Bellatrix 