Hi! I became disabled due to an injury, too. Before that, I was a teacher, runner and very independent. This past year has been an incredible emotional journey for myself. The best thing I can compare it to is the steps of grief when someone passes away. You go through denial, bargaining, acceptance and then back and forth depending on the day. Almost all my other friends stopped hanging out with me. There is this mentality of "well, call us when you are healed and we will get together and go do something". People don't want to be bothered to be with someone who has to use a walker or a wheelchair. Society is cruel. So...damn...cruel. To say this experience has been humbling and eye opening is an understatement. I've had someone try to run me over because it took me too long to try and cross the street. I just want to scream at people and say, "You are one injury away from being exactly where I am. One slip. One fall. You are no better than me."
