 When you are a person who is disabled, sometimes it's very easy to fall into the trap of thinking that you're incomplete, broken, worthless than the other people around you, or worthless as a person. One of the best ways that I have come to understand and make peace with disability is the idea that I am simply a person who is existing in a world that is built for a different type of person. We have created this society that we live in, where people whose brains work a certain way who have two functioning legs who can see a decent distance in front of them. So these things are, of course, normal. If we find ourselves outside of that, it can be easy to form this value judgment about it. When the reality is that if we lived in a society where everybody lived in a wheelchair, things would be accessible as hell. If people generally had four arms instead of two arms, normal clothes would be obviously very different. For me, being disabled means just acknowledging, yeah, I live in a society that's built for different people, meaning I have to adapt and there are some things I'm not going to have access to. There's no good or bad or value or worthlessness about that. It's just a fact.