I'm Just Awash With Inspiration From Others

This is something that is perfectly distilled, and just awesome in general. Here is an excerpt to whet your appetite, but it is short, and just go and read it.

We are not brave. We are not special. We are not tragic. We are not heroic. We are not "an inspiration". We are not the Bogey Man. We are not objects of pity. And we are not the living embodiment of our impairments. You can't predict what any one of us is going to be like just because you know someone else with the same impairment. We are people. Like you. We have the same rights that you have. We do the same things you do, but we do some of them differently.

You could join us at any time. Just by taking your eyes off the road for a split second. That's all it takes. If that happens, will you be special? Will you be brave? Will you just sit there quietly and accept it if no-one will employ you? If you're prevented from going where you want to go and seeing who you want to see? If no-one takes what you say seriously any more?

No? Then why should we?