What I hate about being in a wheelchair

AS one of the country’s disability rights campaigners I feel in the mood to write about the few things that I hate about being in a wheelchair … So here goes.

1 - I hate the constant staring and judging. I’m officially a woman now, I can go out and have fun with my friends so please when you see me, don’t judge me, I’m just like you. People always ask me why I hate going out. Well, because if I’m seen with a drink people immediately assume I’m gonna topple over and die. I am sensible, (I think, I know what I’m doing)

2 - I hate the lack of access. Yes, I’m repeating myself from previous articles, but if I see steps going into a nightclub that’s a turn off and, as I will be celebrating my end of school life soon, it’s hard for my friends to organise something huge when half the places aren’t accessible. Also, steps in a nightclub are dangerous, think of the drunks that could potentially harm themselves and sue — don’t say I didn’t warn you!