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rodneykong:

shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license

Here, have a photo I took of some dogs in the back of a truck.
I don’t remember why I took this picture.

Here, have a photo I took of some dogs in the back of a truck.

I don’t remember why I took this picture.

On a tangentially related note, the prednisone I’m on for my massive ear infection has made me think more clearly than I have in months, so that’s a bunch of points in the “non-autism or trauma related mental problems are likely part of whatever the fuck is causing other neurological problems” column.

I’ve been on steroids for four days and the voice in my head is gone, my thoughts are getting more collected, I can focus well enough to read entire novels, and I remembered everything I need to buy today without making notes.

If this didn’t go along with an ear infection so nasty it put me in the ER and my ear is still swollen shut that would have been nice though.

Like, seriously, disabled people are fucking dying and being brutally murdered over here in reality and people think claiming something as a “medical condition” is an automatic reducer of stigma, violent social systems, hate, etc.  Some people need to buy a fucking clue.

Even if you could set aside the issues with gender, sexuality, etc. with truscum’s narrow medical view of what being transgender means in general, it is still completely and totally at odds with my experiences as a disabled person.

Disability is a core part of my experience and identity and there has never been a moment in my life where I wasn’t living it as a disabled person.  I have conditions I wish would go away, conditions that are an intrinsic part of my personhood and could not be removed without killing who I am, conditions that I have ambiguous feelings about.  My needs, desires, and experiences around my disabilities are sometimes similar to people with similar disabilities and sometimes radically different.  Diagnosis or lack thereof, accommodations or lack thereof, community or lack thereof have all been core experiences and parts of my life.  I have, like many disabled people, a complex and often mistrustful relationship with the medical system.  And, yes, I’ve had doctors that were blatantly wrong, incompetent, and/or bigoted as all fuck.  The idea of doctors and the medical system as pure and objective doesn’t last long for most disabled people.  I could write a library on the pain of hiding or not hiding disability, I really could.  Disabled people have validated me and my experiences, saved me, supported me in ways that no abled person ever really could.  Disabled people are my people in a very personal way for me too.

Disability is a defining part of my general life, you couldn’t understand where I am in life and how my life has gone without it.  Disability is my medical conditions, my experiences, my social situation, my identity, the complex interaction of all of those things.

The simplified notion of disability and medicine that truscum push is extremely erasing of what it means to live as a disabled person for many of us.

And the complete fucking hypocrisy of abled truscum claiming that other trans people are “appropriating their medical condition” when their entire rhetoric is erasing and appropriating disabled experiences is never lost on me.

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When I was a kid we had this cheap piece of shit CD player that was so screwy that when it messed up instead of saying ERROR its screen read EERRR. That’s about the best metaphor I can think of for how my mental state has been lately-there’s been an EERRR.

This 420 take a moment of silence for all the people who have had lost their freedom because of non-violent drug charges.

chauvinistsushi:

contraception:

the goal is to love myself so much it offends other people

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this whole exchange is cracking me up

this whole exchange is cracking me up

LOL even in the post apocalypse you’re the least smooth man ever dude.

LOL even in the post apocalypse you’re the least smooth man ever dude.

hijab-wearitright:

Dian Pelangi, Indonesian fashion designer.

hijab-wearitright:

Dian Pelangi, Indonesian fashion designer.

Of course there are people in a gray area or borderline area between cis and trans.  That’s true of social categories in general, particularly the dualist western way of social categories.  There’s no fine line between cis and trans, queer and hetero, abled and disabled, POC and white, poor and rich, etc. and there never has been.  It doesn’t mean that oppression isn’t real or that more clearly delineated identities and people aren’t real, it’s an inadequacy of categories not of people.

I would be more surprised if there weren’t hard to call cases or cases that could go either way.

tombtea:

this babe needs their own comic

tombtea:

this babe needs their own comic