Disability and Loneliness

I sit here writing this as a twenty-one-year-old disabled woman, yet I feel like a twelve-year-old girl. Today, like many … More

The Oxymoron of Being Disabled and Twenty-one

Being twenty-one and disabled often feels like an oxymoron. My college apartment has makeup and textbooks, but also … More

My first kiss was in an elavator. When I read that statement I know I sound like a stereotypical disabled … More

I’ve always been told that college is a place for free-thinkers. It is. Loyola was the first place … More

I am twenty-years-old and I do not know how to drive. That is why I don’t have a … More

The first time I walked back into this room I felt overwhelmed by the silence that consumed it. … More

When I first went away to school, I was terrified to share a space with other girls because it felt … More

I was once the type of girl who apologized for sneezing. I felt as if my existence put a strain … More

I once thought recovery meant always feeling at peace with who I am. I envisioned having a perfect life where … More

Last year I wrote”Going to College with a Disability,” as I embarked on my journey at Loyola University. At the … More