A Story of Being Human

Everyone has a story to tell.

A few months ago, we embarked on a creative endeavor entitled A Story of Being Human. In this storytelling photography series, we capture the unique lives and stories of humans. These humans also happen to have disabilities.

Through photos and words, we’re sharing the lives of humans throughout social media. We’ve learned that everyone has a perspective worth sharing, and these perspectives help us relate to one another in a day and age where it can be difficult to see eye-to-eye. Oftentimes, people with disabilities are categorized as ‘taboo’ or ‘other’, when in reality, their stories don’t always focus on disability–they focus on life.

We invite you to follow along as we share the stories of humans, and we hope it encourages you to share your story as well.

Here’s our first story…


“Growing up, not being taught anything was the hardest part, I felt like I was on my own. The whole journey has been me trying things and seeing if they work and learning from that.

I developed a survivalist mentality from my teenage years on. I was in a situation where I had to depend on others, but wasn’t necessarily able to. I started realizing “I have to take care of myself because no one else is going to.” I had to be pretty creative about how I was going to do that when I physically couldn’t.”


“I was a rebellious child growing up. You might not suspect that by looking at me —an innocent-looking ginger chick—but I’ve always bent the rules and pushed my limits a little too far. I often learned things the hard way, which has either gotten me into trouble, taught me some great lessons, or both. I’ve definitely calmed down as I’ve gotten older, but now that I think about it, maybe this attitude drove my tenacity to be independent.”


“Over the years, while just trying, and figuring things out, I’ve learned so much. Even if it’s been hard, it’s been really good, too. If things had just been handed to me, I wouldn’t be the same person I am today. I would rather do things the hard way. Some call me pathologically independent. If I could go back, I would tell my younger self, “just know that you’ll figure it out. You have to put faith in yourself. If you don’t have faith in yourself, no one else will. And by the way, you’ll be a strong-ass woman someday.”


“As an adult I’ve had so many people show me that not everyone is undependable, and a lot of those people work for me. It’s given me a greater sense of security in my life. To have people in my life that do show up—it’s changed who I am. I’ve turned into someone who is completely independent, and I’m only 23. It’s weird to say, because I do depend on people every day, but it’s in such a different way.”


“It’s been one hell of a ride, but my disability was not on the forefront of my mind because everything I went through was bigger than that—and I’m grateful for the person it’s made me. I can honestly say that I love my life—this has been no tragedy. I get to do what I want, when I want. I get to binge-eat guacamole, and be a writer, and I have the most amazing friends. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”


Make sure to follow A Story of Being Human on Facebook and Instagram to stay up to date with our most recent stories.

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