I didn’t choose the crip life… The crip life chose me

I am playing with the cards I was dealt, you got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, and know when to walk away… nevermind bad example. I guess when life gives you lemons, make some friggen lemonade and maybe a shot of vodka in there too.

I was born with a genetic progressive disorder and I am here to share my stories of me making the most out of what I was given and the memories I have made.