My story:

My name is Bethany , I’m now 16 years old. I was born on the 6th of May 1996. I was born 3 months early. I was tiny 2lb 13oz. My mam thought I was perfect, I’m her first child she didn’t understand that I wasn’t ‘normal’. I was immediately but into intensive care and my mam wasn’t allowed to hold me. I had to say in hospital for 10 weeks before I was allowed to come home. Everyone though everything was fine until I got older and still couldn’t walk. By the age of 3 I took my first steps but my physio noticed that something wasn’t quite right. I was walking, different. As I got older my physio therapist diagnosed me with Cerebral Palsy. Brain Paralysis, caused by a brain haemorrhage I had when I was born. It effects my walking only slightly but it is still noticeable and there is nothing I can do about it. I hate it, I hate being different. People wan’t to be pretty, or skinny. But I just want to be normal. Why me? Why my body? Everyone should have the right to walk properly, to not be scared about how you look to other people and if they are going to judge you. But it could be worse , I could be dead but I’m alive. Yes, sometimes I do get upset, people say mean things but whats the point in hurting myself? There are plenty of other people who can hurt me without me hurting myself too.

(Source: beth-beach)