There is barely a moment when I am out in public that I am not stared at, pointed at, whispered about, or flat out asked why I am on crutches or what happened to me. I try to ignore it, I mean I totally understand that it is not everyday you see a person with one leg but, sometimes it is too much. It gets to be too much for the people I am with too.
I wish that the general public could understand that I am just trying to lead a "regular" life, I am just trying to get bread and milk like they are. I am human and I have feelings too. I truly don't think it is acceptable practice to go up to a complete stranger in a store and ask they why they are the way they are. That being said, I feel a strong need to be honest with people and to tell them my story. I feel I am here still for a reason and that I never know which of these random strangers is going through something that my story can help. So, even though I stand by my statement, it is not always ok to ask someone why they are the way they are, I will always answer their question.