I left a job about a year ago that was deeply meaningful to me. It shaped how I grew into my work strengthening the disability community and gave me a place to channel so much of my advocacy energy for about 3.5 years. I left without a plan. Was
I’m a person with lofty goals, and sometimes, though, it takes me a while to actually do something about them. I’ll talk about a book I want to read, a movie I’ve been meaning to watch, or a craft I’ve been wanting to try. I’ll
I went to San Francisco for a screening of a short film written, directed, and produced by a majority-disabled cast and crew a few weeks ago. I loved the film, and I recognize my bias because my husband was really involved in it. But what I also loved was
Recently, I spent time with two friends from very different chapters of my life. They knew each other, too, but in different contexts. I had no idea what to expect, and at first, our conversation was clunky. We all brought different histories into the room, and we didn't
I feared becoming a therapist. A client's story during graduate school shook me so much that I convinced myself I wasn't cut out for direct care and that I could only do "real work" at the systems level. However, someone close to me saw
Early in July, I learned embroidery. Excitedly, I sent photos of my first (and only) finished project to friends and family. Along the way, I learned six new knots. Proudly, I dreamed about growing my skillset by reactivating my Pinterest account, saving articles about the nearly 200 other knots I
I have an intense desire to execute projects just right, and I've paid the price for falling short, with feedback that made me feel as if I failed for trying at all. I've also paid the price for not starting at all, even receiving contradictory advice