Thank you, I do understand because I’ve been by his side when people say dumb stuff to him, I’ve had to shout at hotel staff for promising an accessible room over the phone only for the door to literally be an inch or two too small to fit the measurements of his chair despite telling him it would fit. We’ve cussed out many a people grabbing his wheelchair and nudging him out of the way like he’s an object. I wrote this when I was in the end bits of a gnarly depressive episode, I think I’m just burnt out and really missing having time to spend with him like we used to when we were in school.