I just wrote a huge blog post all about what happened last night. But what it boiled down to was, I was on my first solo outing in my wheelchair and some asshole yelled “THEY SEE ME ROLLIN’!” as I temporarily went down a side street to access a dropped kerb. I just went outside for fresh air as I was having an epic allergy to my brother’s cat and his visiting cat amigo – yay, double cat! Believe me, if I didn’t lose my voice entirely when I have allergies, I’d have called the stupid bitch out on her behaviour. It’s not like me to be quietly abused, but my allergy ridden body had other ideas.
I just went around the block for some fresh air. Cool air really helps when my immune system goes bananas. I’d walked this route a million times before. I never felt like Aberdeen was the kind of place where people would actively try and upset a disabled person. I was wrong.
I am so hurt by this. It took a lot of guts to go out alone and some stupid, drunk bitch obliterated my confidence in search of a cruel giggle. I bet she doesn’t even remember saying it. I’ll never forget it.
I hope the boozy slag fell down some stairs last night, with her hands in her pockets. I hope she broke both her legs and will be spending some time “Rollin’” herself. I hope she lost her purse and keys. I hope she smashed her smart phone on her big, stupid face. I hope her boyfriend realised that his girlfriend is a terrible human being and dumped her. So, basically, I hope she’s woken up in pain, violated, poor and alone. Maybe then she’ll feel close to how I feel when I woke up today.