Disability

Disability,

Yes it’s a scary word.

But it’s not like a horror movie where you are the monster.

Yes I know it seems very sad.

But if you are born into one you don’t really know anything different.

I spent my entire life with a disability.

I been in and out of the hospital since my earliest memories.

I been stare at until I block them out.

I been called “it.”

When I wanted to be called pretty.

And I been called “ a waste of space.”

When I was at my lowest.

But I also been called “ a miracle “ and “ aspiring” for just getting out of my house.

My life is bigger than a room.

I can’t change the cards that I was given.

I just have to live my life to the fullest as much as I can.

Disability and depression,

Is an horrible but is common place.

You feel like you can’t get help,

Because you can’t find a doctor that can fit your needs in their office.

You feel trap inside of your disability,

Like a criminal inside a prison.

Screaming until your vocal chords turn num to the pain of no one hearing your cries.

Totally alone waiting for your days with your demons.

Wait a minute..

You didn’t commit a crime.

Disability love,

Isn’t a well know situation but more common than you think.

I want to love and to be loved.

But society paints a picture of disability as unlovable.

Society paints a picture of the person that loves me as “a hero.”

Why does society think I can’t be desirable?

Why does society think I can’t make someone happy?

Yes I know it’s difficult and believe me I wish it wasn’t.

But disability can be sexy.

Knowledge is power.

Knowledge is the seed of the tree to our future.

That’s why I’m writing this.

And if you have a problem with it,

You are just apart of the system ,

of this island of isolation.

I just want to have some respect,

And to be treated like a person.

That’s all I ask.

Disability,

Yes it’s a scary word..

But we are still human.