One of the ways I could escape from the house when I was young was to volunteer at a respite facility for kids and teenagers with disabilities (a holiday for both kids and their carers).

Much of my time was just spent hanging out with other teenagers, some of whom were stuck in a chair, or had some other obvious physical thing holding them back.

I learned to be pretty handy in a chair, and could move around on flat surfaces in a permanent wheelie, and at least make up the numbers in basketball (though I was rubbish).

I met a lot of cool people through that, and got to help some of them have normal teenage experiences :-)