Who is Kait Justice?

Most people are handed a version of life and told it’s normal. Told that struggle is what makes you strong, that you should be grateful for the scraps you get, that working a job you hate and fighting to keep your head above water is just part of being an adult.

I believed all of that once. It was what I saw growing up. Poverty, addiction, mental illness, and systems built to make sure you never question why it’s always this hard. I spent my childhood in government housing, watching my mother budget quarters for toothbrushes, watching the people around me cycle through survival and call it living. I was taught that happiness was something you postponed, maybe earned later, if you followed the rules. The only conversations I heard were complaints, like competing for who had the hardest story was the only way to be seen.

By the time I was a teenager, anxiety and depression had consumed me. School felt like a place designed to break me down, not build me up. At 15, after being dismissed and labeled a troubled kid, I nearly didn’t make it through. But I did. And somewhere in that aftermath, I realized I had a choice. I could either accept the version of life I was being sold, or I could start asking why the hell things had to be this way.

I chose to ask. I chose to dig deeper.

That choice didn’t magically fix anything. It just gave me permission to question everything. To see that most people are trapped not because they want to be, but because no one ever shows them how to break the cycle.

So who am I now?

I’m a Buddhist. A mother. An entrepreneur.  A writer. An advocate. I’m someone who refuses to stay quiet when I see people being harmed by the very systems that are supposed to protect them.

I dropped out of high school when the system failed me, but I never stopped learning. I taught myself the skills that built my career. Web design. Marketing. Running my own businesses. Inventing products. Raising my kids in a way that breaks generational patterns instead of repeating them.

I don’t have a polished origin story. What I do have is proof that you don’t have to stay stuck in the version of life you were handed.

And now, the fight has gotten bigger.

I live in western Massachusetts, the same place where I grew up. The same place where General Electric dumped PCBs into the soil, the rivers, the air. Where those chemicals sat for decades, seeping into homes and bodies, while officials ignored it. Where families like mine were left to deal with the fallout, generation after generation.

When I started digging deeper into the truth about PCBs in Pittsfield, it wasn’t because anyone handed me the information. It was because no one would. So I found it myself. I pieced together the documents, the studies, the missing answers. I realized how long people had been kept in the dark, and how many are still being hurt by the silence.

Kait Justice is not a brand. It’s a call-out. It’s my way of holding up a mirror to the systems that thrive on keeping people powerless, whether it’s environmental injustice, poverty, addiction, or the quiet everyday belief that life has to hurt.

I am learning how to live with clear eyes and responsibility and to stop outsourcing my peace, my awareness, or my fight. It’s not about pretending suffering doesn’t exist, it’s about refusing to let it define you, and refusing to let others suffer because no one wants to rock the boat.

This is what Kait Justice stands for:

• Question everything you’ve been told is “normal.”
• Dig deeper.
• Use your voice.
• And never wait for permission to demand better—for yourself, your family, or your community.