We live in an evolving world where we are constantly reminded of how much we don’t know, don’t understand, and don’t recognize.

Nothing in this life is simple when you belong to multiple identity groups, meaning you rarely, if ever, are working to overcome a singular issue.

As a disabled woman of color, when I enter a room, I never know which one of my identities will cause the most ruckus. Will it be because I am disabled, or woman of color, or young, or because of my social-economic status? I never truly know.

But what I do know is that there are very few spaces in which I can simply exist. If I want to thrive anywhere, I have to work to get in, work to stay in, and over extend myself if I ever want to progress.