Note to reader: The following post is ONLY about me talking about myself, my life, and my feelings, everyone who has a disability handles it differently than everyone else and that is normal. I speak for NO other person with a disability other than myself. ALL TEASING OR HURTFUL COMMENTS ON THIS POST WILL BE DELETED. IF I DON’T HAVE HELP WITH MY PHYSICAL NEEDS THEN THINGS DON’T GET DONE. My dad is really the only person around me who can help me right now.

Dear reader my dad just spent about an hour and a half washing my hair (in the kitchen sink because it was too late to put me in the bathtub) and helping me to shave underneath my arms and shaved my legs.

I swear dear reader my dad is one of the most amazing people I know. He truly is my hero and my heart.

We will be going later today(since it’s currently 3:24AM as I write this) to an expo that showcases cool new stuff for people with disabilities, my uncle Timmy is also going to be coming with us to help my dad with the ramp and stuff.

I am really excited about it. Yes, dear reader I promise to tell you all about any cool stuff I find out about there/possible bring home(I know from experience with this expo that sometimes you can buy things directly from vendors there).

I have to try to go to sleep now. Lots of love dear reader and thanks for staying with me on this journey ♡.

PS. My dad fixed his truck(The backstory to how my dad’s car got messed up. ) I just wanted to add that in case you were curious about it dear reader.