I wake up with the same recurring thoughts whirling through my mind of things wronged, by those who were supposed to support and protect me, growing up.
Unless we deal with and close the door on some of the older issues, we will never realistically be able to bring closure on our issues and I’m no different. Although more is being done to quash the stigma around disability, a person’s disability journey starts with their family and as my experience shows not all families get that right.
I’m not sure which comes first, the chicken or the egg; my Cerebral Palsy or certain family’s attitude. Families must learn to embrace the whole disability scenario, however mild or debilitating a child’s disability is. There is no excuse for anyone’s ignorance.
In the 60’s, there seemed to a stigma around disability and as I see the catalogue of errors, based around my own physical and emotional issues, I know my life would never have been any different. It’s the life I was given. I need to come to terms with and bring closure on those re-occurring thoughts.
Like myself, we must all come to terms with what happens to us, but our families must also come to terms with and accept their own failings of what’s simply ignored.