Anger

 I was so angry (and still am sometimes) when I ended up in a wheelchair. I was a black person, a woman and disabled. Talk about a trifecta. What happened to me sucks but I can’t dwell on it. Being angry doesn’t get me anywhere. 

I’ve developed a new attitude. I acknowledge what is in front of me and I don’t waste my time worrying about things that are not real or haven’t happened. For so much of my life I’ve had anxiety. Guess what? Anxiety is NOT helpful. I’ve had so many health scares that I was extremely worried about. Thankfully I didn’t freak out over the possibilities and worry. I think that’s why I have a new attitude.

Now I’m pissed that I can’t just get around. The whole not being able to do stuff is a real bummer. It seems like all I can do is eat, drink and watch television. The world is built for able bodied people but they’re not the only ones in the world.