I had abit of a break down today, we've got a work experience lad at work who's disabled, he has 1/2 a working lung, breathing apparatus grafted into his cheast more or less keeping him going, a deformed spine, and is around 31/2 ft tall. Now he's not a dwarf, just very small.
He has absolutely nothing to go home for, his mum has no job, abit of a useless cow, his dad left with his sisters and 'didn't want that one'. He can stand for 30-40 minute bursts then has to rest.
With all this in his life, he's the most optimistic and happy go lucky person I have ever met. He wants a part in everything and nothing puts him off anything. Talking to him and his 'story' makes you realize just how much of a fanny you can sound when you moan about the most trivial shit. Really struck a cord today. He really wants to be a panel beater/bodywork man. Obviously this isn't practical as he culdnt spray a wing, let alone a roof but nothings gonna hold him back it seems!
I know that all sounds really x factor or whatever but it just really struck home today talking to him, he's incredible.