Weird to be alone on #Thanksgiving. For the 20yrs I was estranged from my family because of being gay, I created lovely Thanksgivings with other gay friends.The Wife is at my in laws, where we used to go before my paralysis. My 2020 dream is a wheelchair lift & motorized chair.♿
I always wonder how many people are shut out of celebrations due to their disabilities. There really should be a better system of access in this country. It shocks me how much of this world is closed to us completely.
My life fits into two categories: before and after paralysis. I was in a wheelchair from my 30s due to MS. But I was still able to walk a little and get out places--work, restaurants that were accessible, movies. If steps weren't involved I could visit friends and family. ♿
Paralysis is a whole other story. And honestly people don't get it. Everything has to be accessible. And almost nothing really is. Sidewalks. Shops. Restaurants with inaccessible restrooms. Ditto theatres and other public places. It's a constant and exhausting fight.♿
Non-#disabled people just forget about our existence--and that there are so many of us. I think of all the times I've asked "is it accessible," only to discover "it's just a few steps" or "the restrooms are down a flight of stairs. The ADA is only as good as its application. ♿
I have played the lottery a lot, hoping to win the 💰💰💰 to retro-fit the house with the things I need to be part of the world. 2020 may have to be my Go Fund Me year. I really need to get out of this house other than via ambulance to hospitals before I go mad. ♿
Now I feel like I have to apologize for whinging on #Thanksgiving. The Wife would've stayed home if I'd asked. But why would I? And we're having lesbian #Friendsgiving Saturday. Which will be lovely. But i need to get OUT. And I am not the only #disabled person who does. ♿
