It started nearly a month ago, while I was on holiday in
fact. I’ve been getting annoying comments on this here blog. Don’t worry;
they’ve not been nasty although I have read some vile ‘feedback’ (not about me)
on other pages. The messages are just peculiar. They’re about spell casters and
are not personal because they say he or she. People obviously have discovered
this blog and because it is about disability, feel the need to inform me of a
witch doctor who can heal me. No, thanks. Just leave me alone.
Anyway, the comments can be ignored but it has brought me
onto a wider issue that may shock you. Obviously, a cure to Friedreich’s Ataxia
would be amazing but I don’t go out and seek help, whether that be spiritual
healing or homeopathic medicine. Why? Believe it or not, I’m perfectly happy
with the current life I have. I am faced with stresses and struggles due to my
disability but overcoming obstacles is part of who I am. My character, which
hopefully shines through in posts, might not be the same if I was able bodied.
I’m in no way saying scientists should stop searching for that
illusive cure. Please continue with the hard work and one day, a breakthrough
may happen. However, I’m just stating that I don’t lead my life forever hoping
that I’ll be magically made better. I just get on with things and see how the
story unfolds. I don’t agree with those who sit around feeling glum and wait
for the world to pick them up. Apologies if I’m cold but I have no empathy
whatsoever. It’s down to you to control outlook on life.
Nothing to do with God or anything (because I’m an atheist)
but I sometimes think that I am a ‘Wheelchair Boy’ for a reason. Some people
are ginger whereas others are blonde. Most can walk but I’m in the minority who
can’t. It’s cliché but life would be dull and not worth living if all human
beings were the same.
Bye for now!
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