Why I’m Joining the March: I face limitations in what I can do everywhere I go: no, you can’t take this test (without help), no, you can’t do that basic activity like grocery shopping (without help), no, you can’t speak up about the discrimination and issues people with disabilities face and be listened to (without help). Sometimes there is help. Far too many times there is not. I need help to make a difference, and the march is that help, allows me to contribute to making that difference. Just because we’re disabled, doesn’t mean we should be discounted, or just need the bare minimum of healthcare, or that we should be ignored or forgotten. I’m disabled, I’m queer, and I’m terrified. I’m not going to let a group of politicians who have never thought of what it might be like to live without healthcare that keeps you alive for a single day. A single day could mean the difference between life and death. Literally. And if joining this march can help them see that, then I’ll join this march and I’ll be as loud as I can to get our voices heard (with help).