 For some of us, disability has become something to fear. But that is not the case in those with a rare but fascinating disorder known as body-integrated dysphoria, or in short, B.I.D. In pursuit of happiness, the wheelchair gets me partway there and paraplegia will like be the fulfillment of my lifetime dream to be who I am. B.I.D. is a rare neurological condition which makes sufferers unable to recognize parts of their own body. A research study found that B.I.D. is associated with structural brain anomalies in primary somatosensory cortex that might result from a dysfunction in the integration of multi-sensory information leading to the feeling of this unity between mental and physical body shape. For me, the map stops on the right leg 3 inches from the hip. It manifests in an edge. It would be the equivalent of someone who is whole, growing and an extra limb. It does not belong there. People with B.I.D. feel like they are over-complete in their physical form for them. It's almost as living with constant anxiety that a foreign being is growing in their body as if a stranger is constantly touching them. If somebody is out there with the same feelings that I have, I would say don't go blind the way I did. I know there is a need but perhaps someday they'll be treating it for it. They managed to cope the illness by using canes and prosthetic attachments to help them feel their true self. But some others will only be happy unless they lose a finger, arm, leg or two, an eyesight or hearing.