I have no disability.
But I can appreciate the pressure some deal with--who do have that.
It's more of a gift than a burden--not that it ever was to me.
Autistic/physically impaired people actually teach the ones who are namely "normal" (rolls eyes) something very special.
My brother is the only person in the world who keeps me alive.
One point, I was in a situation in which I will not be specify, and my brother stopped me from doing that action.
He just took my hand and said "Claudia, I love you, sister. Why you doing that?"
He's saved me from the worst situations ever.
I remember a time when I was beaten up by a group of people in the school. I came home crippled. He just looked at me and said "They did it again, sister Claudia?" And he just gave me a hug.
If I am really sad...
I turn to my brother.
I lay on his stomach and cry.
He's the only one who never says
"Grow up, Claudia!"
"Stop being such a victim, what are you, 6?"
He sees me as something special.
We are like twins...
We really can never be apart...
and if we are...
We get REALLY sick.
So, point is.
These amazing people teach you how to humble, loving, understanding, and make you twice as stronger than any other man/woman.