Why Can’t We All Just Love?

I recently found out about an employee who killed 19 mentally disabled people at a hospital he worked at in Japan, because according to him, they were burdens, so it was better  for the world if they were dead. What makes me even madder is the reason I just found out about it, and am just now reading into it was because I was at camp hanging around with friends old and new, a lot of whom have these types of disabilities. Friends who made me laugh, told me they loved me, and called me their best friend even though they hardly knew me. Friends who probably wouldn’t even think of killing anybody. They are in no way burdens. They’re human, just like we all are, and doesn’t God have a plan for every human on this earth? I hate when I hear stories like this, killing disabled people and helping with living assisted suicide. I love my life, and I’m happy living it, and I’m here to stop this, and to tell disabled people that you’re not a burden, and your life doesn’t have to be miserable. One of my passions  is to educate people like this killer. I intend to do this until I die.



Ashley N. Moulin




Barriers Of The Mind

Sometimes we are our own worst enemy.  No matter how much people tell you how amazing you are and what a great person you are, it doesn’t matter if you don’t believe in yourself. It’s cliche, but it’s true. You have to  believe that you have a  purpose. At first you may not know what that purpose is, but you can start working on the path you want to take . I know for me, I struggled with my purpose. Why did God make me this way? Eventually I saw my disability as an ability. The ability to share my story and help others. 

As some of you know I have been acting and modeling for almost a year now. I’m not doing it for the fame or fortune, but to make a difference. I want to use this platform to help others with disabilities. People without a voice. Helping anyone in need of encouragement. I want them to know that anything is possible. We just have to learn how to turn our negative thoughts about ourselves into something positive and constructive. “Can’t”seems to be a trigger for self loathing.  We have to retrain our brains to think positive thoughts and doing that is half the battle.

-Ebony L. Washington

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You Don’t Know Me, Don’t Call Me Your “Inspiration”

If you have a disability, maybe you’ve had someone you don’t know  randomly come up to you and say something to this extent: “You’re so inspiring with the way you handle your life, if I was in your situation, I wouldn’t be able to live, or handle it as well as you.” They may mean well, but let’s be honest for just a second, this is just as stupid as someone saying, “Oh, you’re so courageous for having a broken finger, God bless you.” Please. If you say I’m courageous for living my life with a disability, you’re just showing me pity. cerebral palsy is the least of my problems. In fact, it’s NOT a problem at all, I’m proud of who I am, and CP is a part of that. I have my good days and bad days, but who doesn’t? This world is not perfect. Don’t get me wrong, one of the things I want more than anything in this world is to inspire and encourage people, but not because I have a disability. Call me inspiring because you’ve witnessed my deep love for Jesus. Call me inspiring because you’ve seen my beautiful paintings. Call me inspiring because I’m a hard working college student with a 3.8 GPA. Call me inspiring because no matter how hard my life gets, or what life throws at me, even though a lot of times, I am not perfect, and I complain, I still keep going because I was born a fighter. Call me inspiring because you’ve read my stories, and they encourage you. There’s more to a person than just their disability. Get to know me,  and then let me inspire you.


Ashley N. Moulin

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Not So Mobile

Hey guys! I know it’s been awhile. I’ve slacking on my post, but I’m back!

My mom and I were talking about how hard it is to get transportation around town with a physical limitation.  As a 25 year old I’m always on the go, but I’m limited to only going out during the day between 8 and 5. That’s when the bus schedule ends…what 25 year old goes home by five? The sad part is it’s the only mode of transportation in my town that’s for people with physical limitions. There are a lot of elderly people that ride, but I have nothing in common with them. It would be nice to have transportation for people my age and place we could hang out in social setting. To find others like me who understand my daily struggles. I really want to start an organization that helps others get around where and when they want to go somewhere. We should not be limited to where we can go and how long we can go somewhere! It’s time for change.

-Ebony L. Washington