Putting the Victim Mentality Behind Me Forever — Lately, I feel like I am stuck in a turnstile, unable to move backward or forwards. The mistakes of my past are strewn behind me in broken pieces. I have not always been a good person. I have taken advantage of those who meant only the best for me. I…

And no one else has ever come close — Before Sebastian came into my life, I honestly did not know the meaning of unconditional love. I have been a proud cat owner for many years. I have loved and lost kitties who I thought were special. Not one of them even came close to my Sebastian. Something inside of…

You know the feeling. …

But people are already treating me differently — It has only been a week. One long very stressful, painful, frustrating, and confusing week since I was finally sentenced to spending the rest of my life in a wheelchair. One long week of learning how to maneuver my way through a home that is not built for wheeled living. …

I now value every step I take while I can still take them — This journey is getting tougher every day. I used to take long strides. People hurried to catch up to me. Now, my steps are tiny. There are times when I can only take a very few and I cannot stand up for more than a very few minutes. I still…

This morning’s 8:00 am phone call changed everything — I had known for a while this moment was coming. I was not exactly sure how it would play out, though. Would I just wake up and not be able to take steps? Stand up? Would it happen due to a fall? After last weekend when lymphatic fluid decided to…

I love going to rock concerts but they will never be the same. — I have always really enjoyed live music. I cannot count the number of concerts I have attended, but they each share one thing in common: I have always gotten up and danced to the music. It is my favorite part of the concert experience. Even when I was disabled more…

Re-evaluating my life to discover what is missing and why the path keeps changing. — I have come to the conclusion that my biggest problem with achieving any sort of true success is that life keeps getting in the way. When I look back at my career in general, I can think of the various things that tripped me up along the way. …

Even in those moments when you are blessedly alone… — It’s almost like a cruel joke. When they are home, all we really want is to fade into a corner and go unnoticed. Just one quiet night without dealing with their anger, their cruel words, actions, or unspoken intentions. The glares, sneers, that look of superiority when they are actually…