Blog Features
Confidence, It's A Muscle
“You’re always smiling!”
“Wow, your confidence is inspiring!”
“You’re so bubbly!”
I hear things like this all the time. From people I meet in per...
A Step Into My "Old Life": Revisiting Framingham University
We would cackle through the halls, planning our next great night out. My friends and I gathered here in between classes for debriefing lunches, mu...
Pandemic. Poison. Progress?
Girls Chronically Rock was birthed out of a fight for equality, recognition of others’ regardless of their differences, and to be a safe place – o...
Table for one, please!
One thing about me is I LOVE my space. I always have. My alone time and solitude are so valuable to me. Even back in college, I somehow managed to...
Dear America, Let's Talk About Working From Home
Is this thing on?
Because I have something to say.
For the past two months or so, I’ve watched America, my country, change…a lot. Day by day, life...
4 Chronically Ill BadAsses to Celebrate for Women’s History Month
How are we really doing today, y’all?
It’s so important to check in on one another and to keep our spirits lifted during this chaotic time. My go...
Coronavirus Feels A Lot Like My Everyday…
Random bouts of dry coughs in the middle of the night. Phlegm. Unexpected shortness of breath. Weakness in the joints.
That’s my normal. It’s wh...
The Birth of Girls Chronically Rock (What exactly is MD?)
Girls Chronically Rock was birthed out of the need for community after I was diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy a few years back. A rare diagnosis, ...