So whenever I use a public restroom, I always pick the handicapped stall because it’s roomy and generally cleaner than the rest of the stalls. Today, upon leaving my stall, a woman in a wheelchair was patiently waiting for me to leave so she could have her turn. Which gave me a reality check:

I might be a ‘minority’ in more ways than one, but able-bodied privilege is often overlooked.

On a daily basis, check your privilege.

You don’t need to be
someone else’s universe
to be able to see
that you are a galaxy.

You don’t need to be
someone else’s light
to be able to appreciate
the way you shine.

m.v., For every girl that ever felt she wasn’t enough.  (via findingwordsforthoughts)

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