For months I’ve lived inside paperwork, timelines, screenshots, records, photographs, editing, rewriting, organizing, crying, restarting, and pushing myself even on days my health said not to. Tonight I’m finally printing the final sections. The SRC packet is almost complete. Every page represents something bigger than just me. It represents Tiny. It represents accountability. It represents the reality disabled handlers face when systems fail us. It represents every person who has ever been dismissed, ignored, or told to stay quiet. This process has been exhausting mentally, emotionally, and physically…but I kept going. And honestly? Tonight feels like I can finally breathe again. No matter what happens next, I know one thing for sure:I did not give up. Tiny’s Bill was never about hate.It was always about education, awareness, accountability, and making sure nobody else has to experience what we did. One step closer. 🩷🐾 If you believe more awareness is needed, please help us continue growing by signing and sharing the petition. Sign & Share: https://c.org/y9pM6x4rXh Learn More: tinysbill.com