I was on a wheelchair since I was 3, Im mostly calm about it, I try 24/7 to be as independent as possible but when someone belittles me or helps out of pity, I start feeling bitter but it spirals in my mind. I first feel mildly offended, then I overthink that I was wasting their time, then I start remembering everyone who walks and envy them, and lastly, I remember The old man down the street, he's on a wheelchair too, and I think what if I'll remain the same until I die