Hello! (Part 1)
My Sister & I (1983) And welcome to my blog! It’s been quite a long time since I last blogged - about anything! But I’m hoping to do this in tandem with my TikTok account. Sometimes there are things that need more clarification than what I can express orally within a 1-3 minute video. I struggle with communication. I’m much more able to communicate in writing, than I can expressing myself verbally. So where to start? I guess an in-depth introduction? I was born in 1980, in a then-small town next to an elder couple who we adopted as family. My mother was 7 months pregnant with me when my elder sister was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia. We moved into Toronto to have easier access to Sick Kids for my sister when I was three. Unfortunately, my sister would succumb to her disease. We moved to a suburb of Toronto until I was 9. Then we moved to the city my parents and I currently live in. My parents had no clue I was disabled when they raised me. It’s not li...