I'm Deaf, blind, less-than-neurotypical, and Sick. Yeah, I won some kind of genetic lottery.
The thing is.. the entire world, with very few exceptions, will at first glance think extremely little of me- either that i'm stupid and incapable, or that i'm a tiny brave cripple who deserves praise. Both really piss me off sometimes, and I usually express it when they do.
But the thing is, I have two options in life. I can either say that they're idiots and I'm going to be living my own life, and screw anyone who disagrees.
Or I can curl up, chew in social security, and spend the rest of my life absolutely miserable- because people WILL NOT CHANGE. Deafness and blindness alone make people say stupid things like 'i'd rather die than be x'.. to say nothing of in combination, especially when you throw in my autistic stims that tend to re-enforce the idea that I'm retarded to any observer's eyes.
I choose living over being a miserable and bitter person because, well, it's much nicer. The alternative is empty and it just proves to others that it is all I am capable of being.
I lived for a reason- maybe because I was meant to, maybe because G-ds a sadist. Either way, this is my life and if I love it or not.. nothings going to change. So you ignore the ignorant person who asks your friend what you want to eat, or the one that grabs your arm trying to guide you and ends up nearly tripping you over and definitely scaring the heck out of you.. because the alternative really sucks, and right now, the rest of my life is good.