The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

Disabled people are human beings & as human beings, we have earned the same or little more rights than people on two good legs.
So how come the majority of the homeless people on the streets are disabled?
I believe it’s because no matter how much time passes, people will never give us the spot we deserve in society, and we are too scared to come together and fight for the things we deserve.
The fear of never being heard stops us from moving forward as a disabled community.
So I understand that we delay our progress with such fearful hearts, and we should not complain about things we can’t get, like a shelter, if we don’t speak up for ourselves.
On the other hand, we have some disabled people who speak up for their rights, and we still find ourselves being under-minded because of our disabilities.
I’m disabled
My disability is cerebral palsy.
My disability isn’t a disease anyone can catch by saying hello or hugging someone.
My cerebral palsy happened during childbirth; my brother and I lost oxygen to some parts of our brain, which is one of the reasons he and I use wheelchairs to get around.
My wheelchair extends my body and everyday activities, but it doesn’t define who I am.
As a person, I can think and speak for myself. However, if people stop fearing the unknown about the disabled community, most of us can work together to be seen and heard by others.
I’m disabled, and I’m here to stay.

Ms. Butterfly🇩🇴