No Cate

I define myself by the truths I live by. Today, I’m turning 35. Here are 10 Truths I’ve learned that make me who I am. I offer them to you, with love.

I always wanted to be a mother. I loved kids and they loved me. The only problem was, my defective reproductive system didn’t get that memo.

As the mother to a 10-year-old boy with Down syndrome, I constantly search for and even engineer environments where my son is welcome.

She says she’s worried that the cat, whose name is Jack, doesn’t know what’s going on. She tried to explain to him that she was leaving for a while.

I was a person diagnosed with a condition who simply but desperately needed access to the medication prescribed to me. It was their solution, not mine.

#WHYWEDONTREPORT: I didn’t come forward after a gang of drunken high school boys changed the course of my life forever nearly 20 years ago.

My shame ran so deep that I couldn’t admit to myself that I had a disability, even when it impeded my studies and my social experience.

Fat girls have less latitude in every arena – clothing is no exception with high school dress codes. Fat women’s bodies are constructed as “outlaw” bodies.