Here is an excellent post describing the battle against one’s self, often required before acquiescence to our physical needs. I could have written 95% of it to describe my personal war. Thank you 5thsparrow!
Reading through a few posts in my feed, as well as listening to some of the feedback from friends, I decided it is time to shed a bit more light on this part of my life. So here we go.
I had to allow myself to accept the help of a wheelchair more regularly about a couple years back. It was a hard thing to adjust too. I didn’t want to admit I needed it and I didn’t want to be judged so harshly when those around me saw me sometimes in and sometimes not. I have spent years fighting against my own body and limitations to avoid having to face this reality, sometimes with severe consequences. I kept being emboldened by the fact my sheer stubbornness of will seemed to keep allowing me to gain back whatever was lost from fighting too hard, so I decided to keep fighting…
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