A comment by one of the readers hit home and left me feeling somewhat annoyed and upset.

I commented on the Butler farce explaining first why I don’t drive and that is due to being disabled. I never expected a mocking message back telling me it’s not about my sore leg, and felt quite sad for him really as the world he lives in must be so angry, angry that he can mock a disabled person as I have spoken quite often throughout my blog about dealing with the injuries I have.

So, I decided rather than being annoyed still I would write about how being disabled affects you and how people view you.

I have a carer as my spine was broken and my neck in the RTA. I damaged my hips, legs and feet. I struggle with walking but am determined not to use a chair, even though my mum bless her has put one of hers in storage for me. I have a computer that types for me as I have issues with my hands and the deterioration continues. I could type at 80wpm but that is a thing of the past.

I have help to get me out of bed due to the hips, spine, lower back, knees and feet. Many a time a paramedic has had to give me gas and air to get off the bed, but we get there.

I had a brain injury which sadly robbed me of a lot of memories from my early years, but mum tells me lots of things and my army friends although I am not totally convinced I was the rebel they make me out to be.

My son or Mr Points of Sue do a lot of the heavy work in the house, but bless them include me in a lot of things and I don’t feel useless or a drain, and even my grandchildren know that nanny has a bit of a problem as I continue to call it. My friends don’t fuss as they know I don’t like it but rather they wait for me to ask for help as I like to try and do things, but they respect me and help me manage my disabilities.

Despite all that I have worked with help, but if you looked at me you would struggle to see the disabilities, until you see the walking sticks and the 22 tablet pile a day I take, and this is where I came in….

The person who left that message was so woke in his quest to find racism when there is none, mocked a disabled person and not all of his messages get through as some are not pleasant, but it is a sad world when trying to find offence in something that is not there you actually offend someone else.

Is that the new leftist woke agenda? You can only be offended if it fits into their warped idea?

I feel so sorry for the youth of today as some are so angry, have no respect and openly mock people whose struggle doesn’t keep them down, but just makes them look at life in a different way but grab life by the horns and excuse the pun but runs with it.

I hope I really do that he doesn’t have anything remotely wrong with him when he gets older, because of the permanently offended leftist mantra to mock people, you have to ask yourself what sort of hate awaits them as they get older from their children?

I am proud of mine as they are responsible, respectful and help others and I know that they have become wonderful adults….but feel saddened knowing that not everyone has that caring gene.

It must be so miserable in the shoes of those who mock, because they find great joy in everything we find offensive.

Still having wrote this the only thing I feel is sad, not for me but saddened for the individuals who do not have the capability to have a discussion without mocking. It shows that they really haven’t grown up.