"It's not like I cannot imagine people having feelings for wheelchairs, as odd as this may sound. My wheelchair is like a second skin, it fits me so well, it supports me in all the places I need support and it gives me room to move freely both in my chair and wíth my chair.
I also think there is a certain elegance in moving around in a wheelchair, much in the way there is elegance in ice skating, But most importantly, whenever I'm in my chair, it becomes a part of me, like a body part.
Just as I would expect someone who is really into me, to be into all my body parts, I would also expect that person to be into my wheelchair, because it is a part of me.
He said one of his fantasies was spending the day with a woman in a wheelchair, pushing her, “bringing her happiness by letting her feel that someone cares for her, spoils her and finds her super attractive, because she is less mobile.”
He said he knew it was weird that he gets off on something that means misery for the person it’s happening to. He said he could imagine falling in love with someone in a wheelchair, like this makes him special.
That is so not how I see myself, or who I am. I don't need someone to take me on fun days out or bring happiness to my life, I perfectly capable of creating my own happiness. My life, my disability, is not misery, it just is."