Living with a disability can be a journey marked by continuous adaptation and self-awareness, especially when it comes to the use of mobility aids. The decision to use a wheelchair, scooter, or power chair is often shadowed by the whisperings of internalized ableism — a form of discrimination that can cause individuals to question their need for assistance based on societal perceptions of disability.For many people with physical limitations, like myself, embracing a mobility aid is not just about accessibility — it’s about reclamation. Reclamation of independence, participation in community life, and personal joy. It’s an acknowledgment that seeking help is not a sign of weakness but an act of empowerment. Obtaining my power chair was more than just a turning point; it was a gateway to life itself — a life that nearly slipped away in the shadows of guilt and self-imposed stigma.Fluctuating conditions can complicate our relationship with assistive devices. Recovery could seem within reach one day and far-fetched the next, making dependence feel like an inconsistent intruder. Yet we must realize that mobility aids are not shackles; they are wings that carry us over the rugged terrain of uncertainty.The story is not mine alone – it’s shared by countless others who struggle with the invisible weights of ableism, both externally imposed and self-inflicted. The perception changed within my family as well: my parents, once resistant to acknowledging my need for a mobility aid, transformed their view after witnessing its profound impact on my life. They bore memories of my late grandmother who was subtly dissuaded from using such aids due to societal expectations, not realizing until too late how much richer her life could have been with that support.The lessons here are deep and multifaceted, stretching beyond individual experiences to touch on collective regrets and awakenings. By denying ourselves or our loved ones the tools necessary for fuller participation in life’s offerings, we comply with an ableist narrative that equates physical capability with worth.This narrative must change starting from within.It’s time to cast aside the internal barriers we construct – time to stop allowing ableism to dictate whether we allow ourselves to fully engage with the world. My tears shed upon receiving my chair were not merely out of gratitude but were also for every moment lost in hesitation due to internalized fears.We all deserve to experience life’s playground as fully as possible – plays, lectures, adventures under open skies – without the shadow of guilt for needing help sometimes. Mobility aids aren’t just about moving from point A to point B; they’re about moving hearts and minds towards inclusivity and self-compassion.So here’s to breaking free from the silent echoes of judgment – internal or external – and embracing whatever means give us freedom and joy. Because in doing so, we are not showing weakness; we are displaying unwavering strength.