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Rolling Through Life

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Reads 340
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Parts 25
Time 39m

cerebralpalsy chosenfamily friendship life work writer

Just me sharing my general perspective on life as I navigate Work life and friends. As a differently abled person. feel free to roll along with me as I explore what it's like  adapting in a world that is under the misguided belief that they can tell you who you are, and what you're capable of as a person. I may have cerebral palsy, but I've never let it stop me from achieving any of my goals and that's never gonna change. With that said, here is how I do things differently. Enjoy the ride.All Rights Reserved

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The 17th wish list. by Dreamdrafts_author

Hi, I'm Emelia. A professional dentist now, running my own clinic. My life? Stable. Quiet. Honestly-boring. But it wasn't always like this. Back in high school, I was a completely different person. Fun. Loud. Loving. A bit of a brat, sure, but I was happy. Especially around my birthday. My 17th birthday was supposed to be special-the last big one before adult life. Everyone was dreading it and looking forward to it all at once. But me? I remember it for a very different reason. That day gave me a decision I never wanted to make. One that flipped my world upside down-and took something I could never get back. It started with a list. Every year, I made a birthday list-fun things, dreams, places to travel, silly goals like "Talk to the cute guy in math." But that year, my list was different. "Understand everything." "Fix what's broken." "Feel complete." But nothing on that list ever came true. Because that year, my mother left. Forever. Since then, I stopped writing. Stopped celebrating birthdays. Stopped believing in wishes. That year took so much from me. And I never figured out why it all happened. It was all so sudden-like life changed in a single breath. I didn't think much about it again until recently, when I found my old diary. The one where I used to write those birthday lists. Just touching the cover brought back everything I tried to forget. And I realized-I never truly let go of the past. Not then. Not now. But do people really let go? Especially when the past holds pieces of who we are? What happens if we don't let go? Do we stay stuck? Or do we carry it forward, quietly shaping everything we do? I'm still trying to figure that out. Check out the story for more. Because maybe letting go isn't about forgetting- Maybe it's about learning to live with what stays.

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Life is not always simple, it's complex, complicated and intense with adventures. The flow of life depends on how we handle our emotions and relationships, since they are equally sensitive as a plant, because both require growth and care with sweetness. Sometimes, there are moments when we get influenced by our environment which later affects our actions on certain decisions and understandings. It's better not to stress out by thinking about your future but enjoying and living in our present, because it's the only thing that's going to make a difference on our tomorrow. Life is full of exams that involves heart connections and emotional lessons, in other words, it's a game of heart that does not require the use of brain so do listen to your heart because it can never be wrong. There are times when we are confused and trying to find our way, but somehow in the middle, we lose hope and eventually end by giving up. One thing we all must remember is that "nothing is tough", you just need a mind set and then no one can beat you unless you want them too! How would it be if you would have gotten a life that I am living? Facing all the obstacles and suffocating mornings. Believe me, it isn't easy and definitely not manageable by everyone because they haven't gone through what I had.

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The 17th wish list.

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