Taking stuff for granted

Ten years ago, give or take a month my life changed forever. Gone were my expectations, my health was non existent, I had no job, no career, no money, nothing, nada, zero. It amuses me when people say they're depressed because "life's so unfair". Don't even think of explaining unfair to me. Unfair is not being able to breath on your own. Unfair is not being able to feed yourself, or worse not being able to eat. Unfair is having someone else wipe your butt and help you onto and off the toilet. So don't talk to me about fair. You aren't qualified.

Others take things for granted, small things, like swallowing, breathing correctly, being able to write with a pen, using both hands. Slightly bigger though is walking. 

Every step that I take requires concentration. I have to be totally sure that the surface I'm placing my foot on is completely stable. Otherwise I fall. If I take too short a step I can't recover fast enough, even to look stupid, so I fall. Every step is painfull. I'm not joking here it really is. I also know that every step I take away from a chair or somewhere to sit, is really two steps. One there and one back. 

And it bothers me, being disabled. People on radio saying that disabled people are essentially lazy, a drag on society. (The Nazis said that too). I get bothered by having to wait for others to do something for me. That's not how I wanted it to be...more to follow