Today, I live the kind of life I once believed was impossible.

I have my own home—
not alone, but independently supported by family, friends, and a few amazing PCAs who help with my day-to-day needs.
I built a life that works for who I am and what I need.

And then, the most unexpected part of all:
I found my person.

Someone I can call mine.
Someone who loves me as I am,
who understands my challenges without me needing to explain,
who doesn’t see my disability as a barrier to love.

We dream of living together.
We dream of marriage.
We dream of a shared life.

But government assistance makes those dreams harder for people like us.
Love comes easily—
the system does not.

Still, like everything else in my life, I adapt.
I adjust.
I figure things out.

Because I’ve always been a square peg in a round hole.
And when something doesn’t work for me,
I make it work.

It’s how I survived.
It’s how I grew.
It’s how I became the woman I am today.