People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
People who think that ableism against mentally disabled people either isn't real or is "mild" have never been...
- restrained and yelled at during a meltdown
- denied the ability to transition because people won't let them make choices about their own bodies (and then have that issue get completely ignored by neurotypical trans people)
- abused by their own parents for behaving in ways that look weird or rude even though they can't help it
- sent to an underfunded and often neglectful special ed school so their neurotypical peers don't have to see or deal with them
- forced to constantly focus on acting in a way that feels unnatural and stressful to them in order to mask their disability and avoid further abuse
- physically assaulted for things like "acting crazy," having hallucinations, taking medication that neurotypical people think is scary, etc.
- denied accomodations at school or work because people decided they're so stupid they're not worth the effort
- locked up in a psych ward against their will
- unable to shower, shop for groceries, or other basic care needs because of overstimulation, executive dysfunction, and other mental health issues.
- treated like subhuman because they have an intellectual or developmental disability and need people to take care of them 24/7
... And it shows.
Mental disability is not fucking Disability Lite. If you think that the only ableism we face is occasionally being called a mean word, you're part of the problem. We have every right to be angry about the way we're treated.
And no disabled people, whether mentally or physically disabled, should have to be all smiley and positive just to make the people who constantly abuse us comfortable.
So at some point, a person left a review talking about the potential of angels having bird like courting rituals, which they meant in the context of dancing. Angels have wings like birds, angels are graceful dancers, it makes sense, and it would be super cute to have these elaborate courtship dances, or even a bower bird set-up where Lucifer feverishly creates a pretty room for Adam. But my brain just dropped the comedic idea of…the penguins that offer their mate a rock.
I just imagine Adam going about his day in Hell, and all of a sudden Lucifer is there and he just hands him a rock while giving him a piercing stare about it. And Adam is in the know about these things, like he knows about the whole rock deal, and I imagine he’s hard to please and Lucifer’s generally on his shit list, so he turns the rock down.
So he looks for more rocks. The search for rocks becomes an obsession. Every time someone sees this man he’s staring at a series of small rocks with utmost concentration. The rock must be perfect. They’re sorted in color and moh’s hardness scale order. He’s made detailed notes on which rocks Adam looks at a millisecond longer. He’s going to find the perfect rock.
But no one else aside from Vaggie knows what the rock stuff is, and she’s not telling anyone because she thinks this is hilarious, so to everyone else it’s just Lucifer trying to hand Adam a series of rocks, increasingly more desperately, and it’s always done with this really weird vibe and heavy gravitas and at some point even Alastor is like wtf is going on with these rocks.
it would only get better when Adam finally accepts a rock and I can imagine it being another perfectly ordinary looking rock, but the fallout is intense. He puts the rock in his pocket and Lucifer bursts into tears and Vaggie loses her mind, (so does Charlie because Vaggie eventually spills to her) and Adam and Lucifer start making out immediately because they’ve been courting for months so now kissing is accepted. But to everyone else it’s the conclusion to a weird rock obsession.
This is the sort of thing I think about when I’m meant to be writing other things.
i wanna say fuck you to anyone who shame disabled, chronically ill & neurodivergent people, especially homebound folks, for "spending too much time on their phone/on the internet/etc." when it's the only (Somewhat) accessible way for them to experience the world. many people don't get to get out much even if they want to because of their disabilities. shaming someone for trying to connect with the world, make friends and engage with hobbies in ways that are accessible to them is beyond cruel and unnecessary
"All autistics have low empathy" - This statement is wrong.
"Autistics having low empathy is a MYTH, we actually have HIGH empathy!" - This statement is ALSO wrong.
Autistics can have low empathy, they can have high empathy, they can have learned empathy. The myth would be that all autistics only experience one end of the empathy spectrum.
In spreading around misinformation that autistics actually have high empathy, you are disregarding the autistics who do have low empathy. And vice versa.
Make pride accessible for everyone!!!!
I made a post about this last year and the year before, and thought if I did it this way it gives people and orgs something to work towards. Often people forget that disabled people aren't just wheelchair users, and even those who are, need more than just that ramp!
My first ever pride, not only as a wheelchair but my first ever EVER pride, I went in expecting to feel at home.
Obviously I wasn't, I'm disabled, so why should I?
Instead there was just a ridiculous amount of uneven flooring, a steep ramp to the disabled toilet, no sanitary towel bin in the disabled toilet (???) no allowances to be let out of the festival to fetch things from my car, no where quiet and organisers who seemed genuinely surprised to see a wheelchair user!
My next pride, three years later, I was a seller, and while they had sorted their toilet problem (still no sanitary towel bin???), the hill to get in wouod have been genuinely impossible for me to get to if I hadn't been driving to get my stall in anyway, even with someone pushing me, no quiet areas, plenty of kerbs for me to get stuck at and again, genuine surprise.
Why is it so surprising to consider disabled people might be at pride? Not only do queer disabled people exist, but parents and family of queer kids and people, vendors and even entertainers!
Making pride accessible is crucial!
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