Disabilities are fun

Because I’m disabled Because I was born with a disease. Because I couldn’t heal it and had to remove it. Because I asked god to make this happen to me. Because I asked to have cancerous tumors which either gets regressed and healed by chemotherapy and radiation or have to take the part that has the tumor cause if i don’t it’s going to spread and kill me. Because I survived a painful childhood. Because I had to remove my right eye, in order for me to live. For me to survive and live. For my parents first child to not die young. I am tired, of constantly being judged. Being treated different, like I’m some sort of a disgusting monster, like I don’t have feelings cause I’m not pretty. I am tired of men who literally leave me, cause, girl your face it’s just not pretty. You think I asked to look like this? You think I like looking like this? You think I’m glad that surviving this made me have many self esteem issues? Which also was caused by people arou...