Thanks. I was diagnosed with cerebral palsy (premature) and was in physical therapy between ages 2-4 yrs old. Lots of touching things, feeling things, being put on a ball and rolled down face first ’til I learned to put my hands out to stop myself.
Went to school at 5 yrs old, Kindergarten, and rode out school like everybody else and did fine.
Did I really have it? Who knows. But I’ve always had a respect for brain plasticity, even before they gave it that name.
it’s true. I don’t usually talk about it – but it’s the closest thing to a rape story I have from my own life, as I was kinda fucked before I was even born. Could’ve been totally blind and deaf, but is only partially. Never let it stop me. I shouldn’t even exist but yet, here I am. Had I been born 20 yrs earlier, there’d be no guy with a TV screen in front of his face saying these words.
So, I’m always grateful but I don’t let it define me.
I’m just grateful to be here to tell the story, or any story. Beats being stillborn or dead. I’m able to complain about it if I want to.