The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

Maybe I am a sensitive bitch when I know I shouldn’t be because I should be used to it, but no one in the world should be treated like it on the wall.
But I am a sensitive bitch because I get tired of hearing when you need a favor; I do it for you. I’m sick of replying to that as if I could do it myself, I would do it myself, and no one would ever have to do another favor in my entire motherfucking life.
If I had more mobility, I would not take half of the shit that the world takes for granted, like going to the bathroom by myself, showering, and coming and going as I please, even though I do it with six wheels under my ass, regardless of my limitations.
I could never complain about helping someone with fewer abilities than myself. I always think about what if the tables turn on me and I’m the one that needs the help, and I didn’t do anything to help others well; I could help the others. I was busy helping myself instead of trying to help or instill positivity into others by showing them that giving back is very important no matter how little over much you give back. It’s to return from unselfishness because we never know when things might change. essential

Don’t get me wrong; I am that bitch that’s physically challenged but will challenge anyone in the world to live the most fulfilling life despite all my limitations. Despite the many times I’ve had to hear the word in on over and over and over again in my life.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis