My Disabilities Are Part of My Story, Not the Whole Book

Most people who see me out with my service dog can't imagine why I'd need one. Most days, there's nothing to see. That's the thing about invisible disabilities, and it's part of why I wrote this. But this post ended up being about so much more than that. It's about the woman I was before anyone handed me a label, and the one I became after. It's about advocacy, and building Paws with Purpose Coaching. And it's about Belle. Belle was my first service dog. I trained her myself, from the ground up, with no map and no one to ask. She changed the entire direction of my life, and I lost her last November. Almost everything I do now traces back to her. I wrote this for anyone who's ever been reduced to the cover of their own book. Your diagnosis is a chapter. Your hardest year is a chapter. But you hold the pen, and there are so many more pages left to fill.

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