I’ve thought sometime about writing this, coming out like this. Yes, I look kinda normal from the outside and, yes, I can occasionally jump up and down in a DJ box or stomp around town in a Wildblood way. There are days I can be okay and there are days I can’t. But, like many, I’m dreading the days of April. Why? Because in the … Continue reading A not so perfect distraction: Disability, Duncan and people like me