Growing Deeper Roots: My Story of Invisible Illness

The last week has been a complete whirlwind. So much has happened and I'm so tired that I can barely recount it all. The pictures are barely uploaded and I haven't even unpacked but it has been so long since I have updated my blog that I felt it was worth a summarized post.  Last Saturday, May 21st, I graduated college. With many many mixed emotions, I crossed the stage and received my diploma for a BA in Political Science and minor in Economics, magna cum laude. As I've written about on here not long ago, my early graduation came with many bittersweet considerations and it was very difficult for me to remember the triumphs of the day. I tried my hardest to remember that my graduation, a year early, was not to be taken for granted, as this time last year, I was uncertain that I would be returning to school at all. I tried to remember that graduating from college is a distinct accomplishment under any circumstance but my situation should have made the occasion even sweete...

As it is with every New Year, my newsfeed has been covered with reflections of 2015 and resolutions and promises for 2016 this week. As I watch the hardest year of my life come to a close, I can't say that I am even slightly sentimental. 2015 was an asshole and I'm not going to miss it at all. I walk into 2016 beaten and bruised from all the bullcrap that 2015 put me through. Though I am trying to be hopeful for a better year, I am facing 2016 with the reasonable expectation that it could be just as challenging, but this time I'm a bit more prepared and a heck of a lot stronger. So I've made a decision.  As the longevity of my disability has become more and more apparent, I have begun making plans revolving around my new normal. I started with the investment of the wheelchair. I had to plan a way to make it through the semester at school with my limited independence and mobility. Now, I'm looking more than a few months ahead. I'm coming to terms with the card...