Why We Fight
My favorite fighter is Manny Pacquiao. He never forgets where he came from and gives back to his community. He made me want to box. When I told my dad, I remember he looked me in the eye and said, “girls don’t box, your bodies are not capable of it and you're not strong enough, you will get hurt so don’t ask me again.” READ MORE
There was this guy who, it turns out, had been stalking my housemates and me for a few weeks. One Friday night he waited until my friends had left that evening then kicked down the back door of our house, thinking that we had all left. READ MORE
I was really lonely being the only autistic person I knew growing up. I really wish I’d had someone to look up to that had the same or similar struggles as me. When I fight, I think of others who experience the loneliness and struggles I did. I want to be that role model for them. I feel like I’m doing a good job of that. READ MORE