I am joining the Disability March because of my mental disabilities. There is a local march in my town, but due to my anxiety disorder, I am at high risk of a panic attack or worse. It’s not safe for me to march, so I’m super thankful this exists. I am a wife, a…

I am angry that we are even in need of a march! The things we care about, I care about, should be a firm reality, not subject to the whim of political climate. Healthcare , rights to live and love as you please , accountability in government and leadership, free education, GOOD education! The list…

From an early age, I suffered from frequent infections. It spite of being a high achiever, I was often bullied and my absences treated with skepticism.  I persevered, married, got a masters in social work, had two children and wrote when I could.  Then, I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer and had a severe reaction…

Besides the fact that I support the cause and want healthcare for everyone, I need it myself. In 2008 I hurt my leg so badly that my doctor wouldn’t let me go back to my basement apartment. I couldn’t have possibly afforded the surgery and rehab to get better without Medicaid, Medicare, and Social Security…

I’m joining the march because I was able to grow up and be a productive member of society because I had access to healthcare and insurance.  Without it, I would have been dead at 11.  I was on dialysis at 11, and had my first kidney transplant at 12.  I was blessed and lucky enough…

Do not believe that Trump is qualified to be president and afraid he will take away the many rights we have fought for before.  I protested against the Vietnam War, women’s reproductive rights, and nuclear proliferation.  I have seen that protesting works if enough people participate.  For me, this march is just the beginning of…

I am a 45 year old disabled mother of 3 who wishes I could take my 12 year old daughter to the march to show her women’s solidarity in action.  MS has taken my legs but not my spirit.  “We must learn to live together as brothers and sisters, or we will perish together as…

 My name is Olivia Neal. I’m 19 years old and recently moved back home to North Carolina from New York City. I’m a queer female chronically ill college student who stands to be deeply hurt by the Trump presidency and, like many of my peers, fear for my health, safety, and well-being. The policies put…

I’m joining the march because I want to live in a world and I want my son to grow up in a world where compassion and kindness are valued above wealth and “telling it like it is.” I never want him to question the value or strength of the women in his life. I want…