I have a blog. I
write about many things on my blog, but the main thing is about some of the
struggles I face with tight legs. I have
CP, Cerebral Palsy. It’s true that it is
not very severe, but I still struggle with it.
I’m lucky because I can talk and walk and move my arms but yet I
actually do have CP.
As much info as I am sharing, I don’t like talking to other
kids about them, but I do get asked about them very often. Often, I feel alone. I feel like I’m the only kid with tight legs,
but I know the truth – I’m not.
Yes, I go to Physical Therapy and wear leg braces and my
legs are often sore. I usually focus on
indoor activities, like reading and writing to keep my mind away from my
struggles. I do participate in P.E. And also, when my friends ask me to run, I
usually do it unless my legs are so tight that they are pulling.
I enjoy to read articles about things similar to stuff like
that by kids or grown-ups who have or had tight legs. I am the only one in my family who has CP,
but my parents make sure I know that they wouldn’t trade me, even for a kid
without CP.
My family lets me vent about my legs whenever I feel the
need. Then, whenever I cry about that,
they hug me and kiss me and just let me cry.
They get sad, too. Whenever that
happens, I feel so lucky that I have them to comfort me and help me through the
challenges that I face.
So, I’ll be the first one to admit it’s hard. It’s perfectly OK to cry about it for a
little while. But then, you gotta be
strong and brave. Just get back up and
keep trying. You have to try to get over
that mountain that’s towering above you.
Try, and then you can do anything you want to do.
Don’t let anyone tell you that if cry about
stuff or anything, really, that you’re a baby and not tough. Because you are still tough and brave and
strong. The rollercoaster that life is
goes up and down. TRY, always TRY.