I‘ve said this before but it’s even more true now; if I say I can’t do something, just accept it and move on. Don’t make me explain the various factors that prevent me from doing it, and don’t start an argument over it.
If I say I can’t go to the beach, for example, it’s because I cannot walk on the sand, I need a hard level surface.. I suppose I could walk around the parking lot, but that’s not very fun.
What’s that, there’s a pier and I can enjoy the view from there? Great, except it’s sandy and wet and that’ll make me fall within a few steps.
Take my wheelchair? Do you know how long and how hard I fought to get out of that thing? I’m not getting back into it for “recreation” because that’ll defeat the purpose of leaving the house entirely, and the fact that you’d even bring up the possibility shows that you understand nothing.
Alternatively, you could have just said “okay” when I turned down going there. You know, the same way I do when nobody wants to do the few things I can.
That’s what the word “disabled” means. “Dis” meaning not, and “abled” meaning can do things. That is the reality of my situation; there are things I cannot do. I get that people don’t want to accept that, but how do they think I feel about it?
The difference is I have to accept it. I can’t just walk away from myself in a huff and go back to ignoring my limitations every time things don’t go my way. Believe me, I wish I could.
If there’s things I used to do or places I used to go that I don’t anymore, it’s because I can’t, not because I’ve forgotten. And I’ve put a lot more thought into what I can do than anyone else has.
So if I’m speaking on the subject of myself, what I can or can’t do, just fucking accept it.