This First Person column is written by Dylan Earis, a graduate of the University of Regina’s school of journalism. For more information about First Person stories, see the FAQ.
I recently moved out of my parents’ house. I am 30 years old.
I know plenty of adults move away from their parents. But the story of how I came to live independently is different, because I’m different.
I have cerebral palsy.
The disability affects everything I do. My left hand does not work. I can barely clench it into a fist. I walk with a cane and a pronounced limp. When I walk, I have real trouble changing direction. My vision is bad. The only thing I can see out of my left eye is colours.
Everything I do takes time and patience.
Throughout my life, my parents, especially my mom, did everything for me. I never had to cook and rarely had to clean. It …