I'm not talking about the game where you stare at the other person untill someone blinks.
I'm talking about what happens when you go to your local W-M, on Thursday, at 5:45, in a wheelchair, and you're about to burst into tears.
I know that I have posted about this in the past. In fact this is exactly what my first post was about.
Anyway, apparently is seems 10x worse when you've been hurting for the past week!!!
Sorry. I needed to vent. That's why I started my blog. To vent. Well here's some more venting.
I hurt and it won't go away!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!
That felt good. Sorry. I would'nt blame you if you stopped reading after the third sentence.
About the W-M thing. I'm sick and tired of mothers pulling their children away from me, tired of people putting the front of their carts on the but of the wheelchair, tired of people "staring at me like I'm an animal in a cage." (I think that's how I put it.) I'm sick of people thinking just because I'm in a wheelchair, that I'm stupid. I may get the occasional B-, but besides that, I'm an A+ student.
The Staring Game. I think any (visibly) disabled kid probably hates it as much as I do.
Stop the staring.