“I’m a lot.
A lot of pain.
A lot of past trauma.
A lot of playing small.
A lot of anxiety.
I get caught up in my emotions very easily. And I assume people are passing judgment on me all too often.
My expectations for others and myself have a tendency to be higher than my legs are long. I spread myself thin and under appreciate the art of doing nothing.
I’m usually between a 7-10 on the emotional scale and have feelings so volatile I can essentially cry on command.
I’m a lot. I know I am.
A lot of love.
A lot of grit.
A lot of grace.
A lot of brave.
I’m loud. I talk with my hands and if I’m really passionate about something I can barely sit still. I swear, a lot, and acquired my choice vocabulary from my dad who is the epitome of a Bostonian. I am an author and an advocate who uses my voice to educate society and share my story to erase boundaries and eradicate stereotypes.
I’m a lot. And here is what I’m NOT.
I am not a midget.
I am not someone to mock or laugh at.
I am not a source of entertainment.
I am not weak.
The pointing, laughing, staring, photos, comments and unwarranted actions from others get old and they can be downright exhausting. I don’t need to be reminded that I’m different. I’m aware that I live with a disability. I am tired of society demanding something from me other than who I already am.
My name is Kristen. I am a woman living with achondroplasia. I have little legs and a big heart. I am a lot.”
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