How is your Sunday? So, last night, Jason and I watched The Greatest Showman, with Hugh Jackman. What an Amazing movie! Yes, I capitalize words on which I want extra emphasis. I can’t say enough good to justify this movie’s greatness. Positive, uplifting, sensational!
Well, it got me thinking. I don’t express myself very well sometimes. Not to toot my own horn, but I’m an extraordinary person-we All are-but we should be out there, showing ourselves. Something I forgot to say in my intro is I have 21 tattoos.
I’ll post later about them all, however, one tatt in particular came to my mind as I watched The Greatest Showman. On my right bicep, I have the phrase “Mutant and Proud”. You probably recognize this from X-Men: First Class and later said in the rest of that X-Men trilogy. Apart from those movies being among my favorites (and James McAvoy being my Hollywood boyfriend) I relate to that phrase very personally.
Growing up with CP was very hard for me, mind, body, and, well, every way, really. I am the first daughter born-the 2nd child-in 5 kids and the only one who is disabled. My parents made it clear they thought I’d just be nobody-their handicapped daughter-relying on them all my life. Peers all through school were merciless. I hated my life. I had/have an incredible brain. I have eyes, ears, a heart, but I felt like a mutant.
I can’t say immediately after watching X-Men: First Class my entire perspective did a 180. I mean, I always knew I was meant for way more than what others thought of me, but to pick yourself up over and over… However, hearing that phrase-“Mutant and Proud”-and putting it on my arm, I feel extraordinary-like I Should feel! Movies like X-Men and The Greatest Showman reinforce the love, the acceptance, the wonderfulness of people who are different and how amazing we are, too.