I just need to scream into the void for a solid, like, five seconds.
I’m so tired of taking medications all the time.
I’m so tired of everybody looking at me like I’m fragile even though I am.
I’m so tired of being sick and tired.
I know that accepting and embracing my chronic illnesses and disabilities has made me a stronger and more authentic version of myself but I want nothing more right now than to go back to the person I was before it got this bad.
And I also genuinely hate that I feel this way about myself.
I’m trying so hard to be nothing but a positive light and resource while advocating for the grief disabled people face while refusing to acknowledge my own.
And right now I just need to scream into the void that is my own tumblr page about how I’m exhausted about the fact that I’m visibly unwell.
That I’m INvisibly unwell.
That I am fighting for my life every second of every hour of every day.
And that this all started because I’m on my lunch break and had to take my meds.
if they get rid of the department of education, that means IEPs and 504s will no longer be federally enforced, instead the state will be given the choice. states can just say it is up to the schools whether or not accommodations are respected, allowing schools to get away with ableism. this is just one of the ways the Trump administration is taking away disabled rights.
I'm lucky because I am graduating high school, but there are so many disabled students who will no longer be protected. call your rep. protest.
hate when i say “i can’t do [thing] because of my autism” and hear (usually lower support needs) autistics say “well i’m forced to do [thing] so i have to” in response.
there will be autistics who never can do [thing] no matter how forced, no matter how punished, no matter how anything.
i can’t force myself to do [thing] i can’t do. not ever.
many autistics like me.
especially hate hearing autistics say “well if i didn’t do [thing] i would get abused” as if we autistics also didn’t get abused, except we still couldn’t do [thing].
you are dismissing higher support needs autistic who are or have been abused.
* [thing] here can be literally anything, doing chores, eye contact, speaking, socialising, get good grades in school etc.
☆ can we normalize carrying toys / plushies in public? ☆
as an autistic person that struggles with social anxiety, taking my comfort plushies with me always helps me be more comfortable.
it's not wrong to have comfort items, and we shouldn't be shamed for carrying them around!
hey mclaren, what in the rich monaco husbands au is this?
in general when it comes to online safety and systems its best to leave what is and isnt "safe" to share up the system doing the sharing instead of trying to apply a blanket "this is ok" and "this is DANGEROUS" because plurality is wildly personal and you really cant be doing blanket statements 75% of the time
This YouTube comment has been on my mind since I finished SOTR so this is what I came up with:
Lucy Gray was the mockingbird, living on the outskirts of district 12 and was there at the wrong time when they were forced to stay there after the Dark Days. They were subjected to the Capitol’s politics despite not being a part of Panem, technically speaking. Lucy Gray became part of the Games and, likewise, the mockingbird became affiliated with the Capitol through the jabberjay’s release into the woods, but it still continued to sing its own song.
Haymitch was the jabberjay, a Capitol tool that did what it had to in order to survive. The Capitol thought they could control them, but they retaliated in the form of rebellion. Haymitch refused to be a piece in their game and tried to end it, and the jabberjay, in the eyes of the Capitol, created a freak of nature that showed the Capitol’s lack of complete control.
Katniss was the mockingjay, a slap in the face of the Capitol, something that was never meant to exist. Together, the song of the mockingbird that lived on for generations and the stubbornness of the jabberjay that refused to die, the mockingjay had the best of both worlds. It was a symbol of rebellion and unity.
I know there's been some controversy on whether pcos and related conditions count as intersex but I think in the current political climate there is no space for community discourse and instead an urgency of community building and solidarity. Politically, I'm claiming the intersex label. I refuse to accept the narrow view of sex and gender presented by this regime. The way I look, caused by the way my body works, is already a category crisis for them and I refuse to make it easier for them.
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