The road to hell is paved with good intentions– that’s what I keep learning.

It’s  2 : 46 PM on day 859 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to  take off my dirty t-shirt, brush my teeth, clean myself after going to the bathroom – my mom insisted on doing it again even after I told her I already did it she just can’t seem to let go –  put a clean t-shirt on – my mom insisted on putting my left sleeve on for me because she claimed I was taking too long – feed myself Batura and potato curry for breakfast, publish my Disability of the Day feature,  read Genesis 33 and practice typing with both hands.

Today is Saturday which means my mom is around to help me even though I asked her not to my mom is the most well-intentioned mother I know but somehow her actions don’t seem to match her intentions she wants all of her children to be happy, healthy and independent but particularly with me she “helps” to the point of doubly crippling me I so wish I could make her understand that although her intention is to help me her actions are hurting me. Are you always well-intentioned but often misguided?

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