A Trip in Westwood

UCLA made me disabled.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been ill my whole life. I was diagnosed with Marfan Syndrome at 18 months old, a rare genetic disorder that makes my connective tissue more elastic and prone to spontaneous breakage. I hear from every medical professional I see that I am a textbook marfanoid; there was even a photo of 6-year-old me on The Marfan Foundation’s “Signs & Symptoms” page for a decade. I am a literal poster child for my condition.

Finding and Standing Up For Yourself with Walela Nehanda: Disability Pride (Month) Spotlight

Photo by Walela Nehanda (They/Them) **Content Warning: brief mentions of abuse** This article will highlight the moments when the CW is relevant, but regardless, please read at your own discretion.  Welcome to the fourth installment of our Disability Pride Month…

Art as Activism with Rhiannon Salt: Disability Pride (Month) Spotlight

Photos and Artworks by Rhiannon Salt (They/He) **Content Warning: brief mentions of abuse and toxic relationships, mentions of dissociating and other symptoms of chronic illness and mental illnesses** This article will highlight the moments when the CW is relevant, but…

Disability Pride Month: An Introduction

Graphic by Christopher Ikonomou (Xe/He) As we leave June’s LGBTQ+ Pride Month, we are welcomed by July’s Disability Pride Month. First celebrated in 1990 in Boston, Disability Pride is essentially a celebration of the bodies and minds we have. This…