Mondays.

So my family tend to go to a cafe every Monday. My dad picks everyone up, and drives them there. Apart from me and my sister who get the bus.

Now she gets the bus because I get the bus, on the times I haven’t gone, my dad has picked her up.

But the reason I get the bus is because my dad’s car is not accessible to me. This is a choice my dad has made. When I was a child he had accessible vehicles for me, but as soon as I was able to use public transport for myself he got rid of them because he didn’t want them. And I didn’t need him to get around as I good do it myself now. This was his understanding of the situation, not mine.

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