Family are rude
So, decided to tell my Father I was getting a car this summer. He didn’t react well, in fact he was down right nasty. I told him I wanted a car I can drive my chair straight into, then transfer. He wants me to get into my manual, put my electric into the boot with a hoist, then get into the car from my manual, followed by putting my manual on the passenger seat. That doesn’t work for me, that is a lot of stuff, plus come winter, I will really struggle. He said “if you lost wight you fat lazy shit” I would manage. Well, yes, if I did lose a bit of weight, things would be easier, but I bet we can all say that. It was the way he said it, so nasty, I didn’t expect it to be like that. He pointed out my friend manages with the way he suggested, has the same disability. Well, this is true, but CP is different in everyone, he has better use of his arms than me.
So now, it seems I have to do this getting a car thing without him. I won’t wait for him to end this brat attack, I could wait for ever, he needs to grow up. He needs to accept this is happening, I am taking my independence, nothing he can do.