Peachy, to be honest, I function pretty poorly in a lot of things, but I've learned to rely on my strengths and ask for help with other things...but to also offer my strengths to others so it's a shared experience, not a burden, if that makes sense? I can't swim, I can't ride a bike without falling off, I can't read music, I can't do crosswords, I can't tell if someone's dangerous or not, I can't go to a party and work out what to say or do, I can't see body language or recognise people. Yet instead of sitting about and thinking "Oh how tragic", I just worked out what things I can indeed do, and do those instead.
Wisest thing I ever heard was the story of someone who'd visited a nun living in a contemplative nunnery, who sat in her room almost all day, just in silence. He wanted to know why she'd wasted her life doing nothing when she could be on such a journey into the outside world, being someone, doing something, being important, earning all that cash. She replied that, to God, she was someone important no matter where she was and no matter what she did or did not do. For her, just 'being' in communion with God and offering prayer to the world was all the journey she needed, all the 'cash' and job satisfaction she needed in her life.
We judge so much on perfection, on money, on how beautiful and how talented and how fast and how sporting people are, but ultimately maybe it doesn't matter a bean. What matters is what's inside our hearts, and those with a disability are as lovely as everyone else.