Sometimes I feel like I’m like I’m living a double life.
It’s as if I have a secret inside of me. Because I will not let it out, it causes havoc inside my body.
I am not actually very open about my disability. The main reason for this is the reaction I get from most people. The moment I tell them I have Cerebral Palsy, they begin to treat me differently, as if I was fragile or an endangered species.
It’s happened so many times before. I watch their faces as realization comes after my words and then the light in their eyes becomes guarded, unsure. Then their words are kinder to me and they speak in a softer tone, as if I am old and feeble
I’m not really sure why this is. They may think they are doing me a kindness, but really it is just ostracising me all the more.
I sometimes feel it would be better if I put my head in the sand like an ostrich and let the world pass me by in a series of vibrations and tectonic plates.
But then I would miss everything that is moving around me. And dirt would be so horribly boring after a while.
So I guard my secret until the next time it works itself free.
And someone else begins to treat me differently even though we’re the same.