Talking about disabilities is somewhat easy for me because I am surrounded by family members and friends with disabilities but talking about my own disabilities? That has always been a problem for me. I have trouble opening up because I never want to feel like a burden to anyone or bother anyone with my problems. The reason I became an English Education major is because writing has always been such an outlet for me to relax and get things off of my chest. During high school, I went through some tough times and the people that were there for me were my English teachers. My senior year of high school, I took a Shakespearean literature class and I loved it and it helped confirm which path I wanted to choose in life. Another aspect I worry about in my life having to do with disability is my grandmother. My father’s mother is probably the nicest lady you will ever meet. She has never raised her voice and I heard her swear once in my life. Over the last few years, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and it is slowly progressing. I hate seeing her have to forget things and my biggest fear is for her to forgot us all together. It is to the point where she can’t run errands by herself because she may forget where she is going. Her and her husband have not left the house during the pandemic so my dad tries to visit whenever he can, but he works at a hospital and doesn’t want to put them at risk. I am sure every family has their problems and times to go through but I feel as if disabilities have made my life so different in so many ways and my life would be completely different if I were 100% healthy. Plus, I have glasses so that is kind of also a disability, but I love my glasses. You will never see me in contacts because I am just simply not me without glasses on. I know it says about 300 words in 30-60 minutes but this took me 10 minutes. What can I say, I like to write.