As much as I would love to be in DC for the march tomorrow, my daily struggles with anxiety make being at an event that large impossible. I am marching for friends, for family, for those without a voice, and for myself.

I am someone whose anxiety makes it hard to work full-time. When I can, I am a creative, a maker, and a small business owner.

A woman with long, dark, wavy hair and bangs sits on a black and white print couch looking straight at the camera.