I am a vulnerable woman.
I don't like saying that. I prefer to think of myself as able to handle anything that comes at me, and someone who does most of the normal things a 21 (almost 22) year old woman would do. Vulnerable conjures up images of needing to be protected. I don't need to be protected, or so I say.
But facts are facts, and the fact is that I am a visibly disabled...
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
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