Having Congenital Heart Disease; I’m More Than My Disability

When talking about Congenital Heart disease, which are multiple heart defects, both structural and electrical occurring in utero, I struggle to label it as a “disability”. That word, that admittance of a disability, labels me as such on medical applications, job applications, a professional work place, and even in sport. I want to break the…

Finding A Safe Place

At a time when our country feels more divided than ever, and opinions becoming touted as fact, I knew it was time to end my relationship with social media. I became tired of the negativity and hate speech I was reading, and realized that my reasons for joining Instagram and Facebook were no longer there….

Inclusion, Not Seclusion

  When you stare and silently judge, it makes my process of healing and self-acceptance more difficult. Nodes on my body, wires, and a heart monitor – it’s not what you see every day. I try to hide, be discreet, and not cause unnecessary distraction. I don’t want the attention; I want to hide. But…