Aside from the obvious reasons why being in a wheelchair sucks like:
– I need it cause my legs don’t work too good
– It’s hard manually ridding the dam thing around (Montréal roads suck, they suck real bad)
– Getting the wheelchair to a location isn’t obvious either (it doesn’t fit in my purse!)
– being in a seated position enhances my lovely curves I’ve gotten from creating 2 humans
– Children often think I’m a grand-mother. (Screw them, I’m not old!)
And
– It can be really hard wishing I could be standing someplace as inspiring as where I’m looking at. Like on top instead of the bottom of a mountain to watch the sunset.

One of the most annoying parts is that people are looking down at you. Literally.
Sitting in a wheelchair almost everybody has to physically look down at you. This simple, innocent act eventually starts to transform into an emotional feeling that people are figuratively looking down at you. I know they aren’t, maybe they are, I don’t know. It’s certainly feels like they are because well…they are.

So when I take a picture of myself, or as you young kids call it “when I take a selfie”, I’m almost always looking down. It’s not that I want you looking up my nostrils, it’s that I want to be seen from another angle.