To the Friends Who See Me, Not Just My Disability

I am disabled. I have had friends, but I’ve had very few who see me as a person and not just my disability. I am beyond lucky to have you guys in my life, making a mark on my heart forever. Thank you for looking past my cerebral palsy and the struggles that come with it. I appreciate you getting to know me as a person first and making my disability secondary. Thank you for not staring and being willing to ask questions when you have them. The friends in my small group do not see me as an inspiration. They don’t see me as just as a friend to make themselves feel better. They truly know me. Having such friends is so important because they see you as a person. They don’t care about what your d

To the People Struggling With Mental Illness Today

To people who are having a rough time with mental illness right now… You will get through this. It may take time, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel. You’re so much stronger than you give yourself credit for. Just because things are bad right now doesn’t mean they will stay that way forever. Having any mental illness doesn’t make you bad or weak person in any way. Know that you’re valued, cared about and loved. Your mental illness does not define who you are. Having a mental illness is just a part of you. Whatever it is, it is nothing to be ashamed of, for whatever reason. I am so sorry that we, as a society, made you feel ashamed to talk about your mental illness openly. Don’t hi

To Those Who Feel Weak Because of Mental Illness

To those who feel weak or like a bad person because of your mental illness, I have been asked, “Larissa am I a bad person?” My reply to my friends that ask this question is always the same. I tell them, “No you’re not.” I tell them this because its true. Just because you are having a tough time with your mental illness, doesn’t by any means make you a weak or a bad person at all. I think people get this idea because of the stigma that we have on mental health. The stigma that lowers self-esteem. Plays a part in once mental state . Some people may not feel like the best parent for not cooking one night and getting take out instead or a best friend not being the most supportive at a ti

How I have limited freedom and how I have learned to be grateful for it:

By definition, freedom is the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. I am disabled. I am not able to drive, so I’m dependent on aids or family members to go out and do whatever I want when I want and I have to have someone with me at all times no matter what. It sucks honestly. I do have my best friends who do take me out and we do things together for a few hours. Every so often, I have a glimpse of what freedom tastes like. It is the best thing in the world. Imagine being dropped off somewhere and you’re alone. It sounds boring, right? For me, it is paradise because I am never alone. So being able to have that alone time gives me a freedom

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