Recently I’ve been made to realize that I wasn’t always such a good person; what I realize was the most important thing that I was able to correct my point of view and my behavior. I spent most of my teenage years and my earlier adult hood feeling very depressed and borderline suicidal because I wasn’t in control of my life. I thought that because I was disabled I had to do what others told me to do; most of the time this included lying to myself about the situation I was in to make it seem not so bad and often turn myself into someone I know longer recognize or care to be. I love that I can go to a bar and not be judged by the agency or staff. You can be disabled and still have a fulfilling life, you just have to find the right PCA and the right agency. If you’re PCA has so many rules and regulations that you must follow in order for her to work for you, She ‘d probably should not be your PCA.