Living with chronic illness has its difficult moments, but I’ve always said it’s a bit of a “blessing in disguise”. At 22 years old, I was forced to listen to my body. It had a new credential after all – “HLA-B27 positive, Ankylosing Spondylitis.” This diagnosis felt empowering (there’s potential to heal a diagnosis). People … Continue reading Chronic Contemplations Part 1: Movement is medicine.