Two days ago, I was sitting in a coffee house with my boyfriend Felix, my sister and brother-in-law, and a few friends.
We toasted and wished each other a "Happy New Year!".
"And, most importantly, for all of us to stay healthy," said my sister.
One of my friends, whom I hadn't seen for over a year, asked me if there was any improvement in my condition.
I felt a bit agitated since I'm not particularly eager to talk about my disability, especially among friends.
"No, it's about the same," I answered.
"But you told me that there was some improvement," Felix interrupted.
"Yes," I thought to myself. "I told you, but I don't want to discuss it with the whole world!"