It’s not okay to tell others how they should feel about their disability.
It’s okay to have negative feelings about your disability. It’s okay to feel sad and grieve what you can’t do as a result of it.
You don’t have to put a positive spin on your disability.
While we have no choice but to learn to live with it, it’s okay to have feelings about it.
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Me: hm, I want something to put on the TV as background noise... Huh. Looks like YouTube is recommending something called The Last Unicorn. That's perfect, it's probably some old shitty animation that has aged poorly! I can watch it ironically!
Me, 2 hours later as the credits roll: *crying, cheering, buying the book, composing the songs*
Me, 2 weeks later: So I have compiled all of the quotes from the book that I think could make good tattoos, and also, HOW HAVE I NEVER LEARNED ABOUT HOW THE LAST UNICORN FUCKING SLAPS??? This gay-ass little fairytale fed my soul! Watered my crops! Transed my gender! Can't believe I heard of this story from youtube recommendations, of all places!!
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Your fears that you don't have a body that will transition "well" are, sure, understandable, but there isn't truly such thing as a body that's unworthy of transition. Perhaps your changing body won't suit everybody's taste, but would you rather live for yourself or for the whims of random people who don't care about your happiness as long as they're attracted to what they see?
Transition is for anybody who wants it. It's okay to be fearful. It's okay to be uncertain. But it isn't the end of the world. You are in control, and if you choose to transition to any capacity, it should be at your behest. You and your body are worthy of transition. I hope you are able to seize transition and do what you truly want for yourself.
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NEW COMPUTER OBTAINED!!!! Sai is redownloaded!!!! Drivers reinstalled!!!!!!!
Maybe I'll host a whiteboard after work to celebrate! 😈
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OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever
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kind of annoying that ppl are still so heavily promoting the ~daily clicks~ for palestine, which means ostensibly tens or hundreds of thousands of ppl have been participating in that campaign daily…….. and the only documentation i’ve seen is ppl proudly announcing it raised a grand total of like $300 dollars of ad revenue over 3 months? numbers like that coming out should be discrediting not encouraging tbh. i don’t want to diminish the ‘little things’ and i guess everyone needs hope to keep going with other activism but that is such an insultingly infinitesimally small number when escaping gaza costs $10k+ a person and millions of dollars are being crowdfunded elsewhere. i just…. genuinely don’t think US americans should feel good patting themselves on the back for doing nothing
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In the 2011 article where Professor Schaverien publically debuts her concept of boarding school syndrome she has this fucking line, “For the first time in their life the child may be in a situation where there is no intimate contact; no love,” which pulled the ripcord right out of my spine.
Roy’s potential trauma at boarding school isn’t just about the environment he was in but the home that he was deprived of. Roy was nine years old and there was nobody around him who loved him.
His grandfather’s death wasn’t just a tragedy. It wasn’t just being deprived of anymore time with him or a lack of closure from being unable to say good-bye. It was the Kent family losing an adult man who could drive and had a car.
When Roy was sent away his parents would have understood that Roy’s grandfather was going to be around to help. He could visit Roy himself or he could take over childcare duties for Roy’s sister, so that Roy’s parent’s could make the trip.
Then there is the extra financial and scheduling flexibility that is inherent of an additional adult. Working, retired, it doesn’t matter. There was one more person in the family whose job it was to help take care of everyone, and by extension Roy.
Now Roy’s family is not only dealing with grief and arrangements, it might now be impossible for there to be frequent subsequent visits from the family. It could have been very hard for Roy to make it home for the funeral. Roy might have missed holiday’s he expected to be at home because there was no one to provide transportation.
Roy spending so much time with Phoebe may be a commitment made in deliberate response to the trauma of this event. Phoebe is six in season one, so by season three she’s almost at the age Roy was when he went away. Roy might find it incredibly important that he and his sister are able to provide Phoebe a childhood with not only financial security, but adults that are physically present in her life who do not have to send her away.
From the subplot of Roy smothering Keeley, we know that Roy’s expresses affection by being physically present with his loved ones. He has no innate grasp that people can max out on time with the people he love.
He seems to experience a deep feeling of rejection at the idea that he would leave Keeley to go on vacation without her, as opposed to spending his time at home even if only one of them is not working.
I always stumbled at how strongly Roy reacted to Keeley suggesting he vacation by himself, especially after how easily he suggested canceling the entire thing. I think Keeley, after being the one to push Roy towards punditry, was trying to give him permission and encouragement to do things for himself. This is something that she herself has often needed.
But I think Roy’s takeaway emotionally was that Keeley was proposing, essentially, that it would be relaxing for Roy to abandon his girlfriend, and that she herself was unbothered by the idea of their separation.
The entirety of his latest plotline is a showcase of the depths he will go to in order to avoid being left. He broke up with Chelsea and Keeley. He categorically cannot risk giving that which he cares about the chance to leave him first.
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GP: "Hearing comments about increasing rain T8."
Max: "Also here. Yeah, it's raining."
GP: "Ok, you let me know of you need to box. Just stay on the track Max. It's as simple as that."
Max: "Get some inters ready."
GP: " Yeah, they're ready."
Max: "I have to drive super slow because my tires are fucked."
GP: " Understood Max. If might just be survival in that section if the rest of track is dry."
GP: "Everyone behind you is slower than you."
Max: "Ok, good to know."
GP: "So just take care up the hill and through T3 and T4."
GP: "Alonso has pitted for-" (Max almost bins it into the wall and amazingly saves it but is stressed now.)
Max: "We need to box."
GP: "Understood Max."
Max: "We need inters. Inters."
GP: "Understood Max. We are pitting for inters. Pitting for inters. Don't stress, Fernando has pitted for dry tires. Bring it into the pits."
GP and Max 😍🥰😭 GP's calming voice and precision and the trust and respect they have in/for each other never fails to amaze me. GP telling Max that he needs to tell him if he can still drive on slicks in these conditions and reacting as calmly as he did when Max got on the radio panicky saying "inters, we need need inters." is such a testiment to their relationship. Also listening to the other drivers and their engineers radio conversations and then comparing it to GP and Max, shows how good these two work together. They are the best driver/engineer pairing on the grid by miles. The other drivers are literally telling their engineers that they need to pit for inters and the engineers are like "really? You think so? It isnt raining in the pit. So are you really sure about this?" Dude, just trust your fucking driver. He has to drive, not you... Obviously, a lot of drivers pitted earlier than Max but they had already been telling their engineers to pit for inters a lap before... also, I got a lot more respect for Bottas. He called his engineer out for not listening to him so they gave in and listened to him. Bottas made up 4 places with that call...
No literally like their driver/engineer pairing is honestly the best on the grid. Like Gp got Max when he was 18 okay he literally has grown up with Max and he knows Max as good as Max knows himself. He knows what Max is going to say before Max can even get on the radio and say it. He knows that Max wants constant updates on lap times and tire shit and he just gives it. He has absolutely no issue in telling Max to focus on driving or telling Max to calm down on the radio when he has to. He can read Max like an open book.
And yk the best way to sum up their pairing is how Max said after race when he said “As soon as GP says it’s safe to drive, I mean, he would never put me in danger.” Like the trust Max has in Gp is so special cause he knows he doesn’t have to ask Gp to future questions he knows that what Gp is safe and true. And also if you listen back to old radios Gp is always the one hyping Max up or literally just having to say “Max” for Max to listen. Their relationship definitely is the best on the grid because of the level of trust they both have with each other.
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eiffel returning to earth and encountering people and places and things that he's known so closely for years - that some part of him might even instinctively feel he should recognize - but without the ability to consciously remember them vs. lovelace returning to earth and seeing all those familiar things and knowing them, and knowing how they've changed in her absence, but being unable to shake the part of her that keeps telling her she's seeing them for the first time. how both of these could be used as an exploration of trauma, and returning to a place (that hasn't changed at all; that's changed too much) that you no longer fit into; that rubs up against the changed shape of your life in raw and uncomfortable places.
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I hope we get a scene of Alicent with Aegon's body. If her son is damned to die, if she is damned to spiral into insanity, if she is to lose her life too the grief, let me see her with his body.
let her hold her baby in her arms one more time. let her wipe the blood that poured from his mouth and nose as he died. let her run her fingers over the viscous burns that adorn his skin. let her fix his hair. let her bathe him with a cloth as she had when he was a babe. let her kiss his cheek, his forehead, his hair, his hands. let her lay her head against him, hugging him like she had failed to do for years.
he was her firstborn and yet, her heart was still beating and his was not, she was not yet cold in her grave, no, no her son was cold, her flesh was warm, too warm. he was her baby, her son, the boy she tried so hard to protect, who had loved even when it hurt, who she had stood in front of a dragon for. she loved him, the very bones of him, and now he was dead.
let her lose her mind right there, in that room, still clinging to her body, one that's too cold, too still, too quiet. let her scream out to the gods, damning them, cursing them for taking her eldest son, amongst everything else in her life.
I want her to drive away anyone who tries to take him from her, forcing the silent sisters or whoever would be left to deal with his body at that point. let her curse and spit and claw at anyone who comes too close.
she would stay there for hours, reflecting on her memories of him. maybe she talks to him or hums a lullaby until she finally loses her battle with what remains of her consciousness and sanity, falling still against the table.
she dreams of Aegon, she dreams of the life she wish she could have provided, the life she had tried so hard to give him. a life where he was safe, a life where she had been a better mother, a life where she didn't need to live in and impose fear up on her children. maybe if she had tried hard enough he would still be alive, she'll think as she floats in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness.
she'll wake in plain chambers she only partly recognizes, she'll learn of her sons lackluster and sparsly accompanied burning, she'll learn her son was gone and she was alone. there won't be much of her left to care. she just continues dreaming, dreaming of her dead children and spiraling to madness until her broken heart finally gives out.
[my previous post inspired this, cause all I can think about now is Alicent mourning her son and its gonna put me in an early grave]
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People love to say Jason is “Dick with anger issues” like Dick isn’t literally “Dick with anger issues” himself
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every time i see someone say that sonic would be homophobic or transphobic or racist or ableist or anything along those lines or use him as a mascot for those sorts of beliefs im like Dont make me tap the sign ↓
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You know, I think many people understand the idea that disability can be a social problem, even construct, in that as more visibility man lead to more accommodations and even educate (regardless of accuracy), but not that disability can still disable regardless of society. Many people understand the idea of a social construct so long as there is still a consise understanding of the social construct, with little wriggle room for nuance and discussion.
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sometimes interpreting media through a shipping lens enhances it, on occasion even beyond the author’s original intent, but sometimes, you do have to accept that your ship was not in the heads of anyone making the source material and trying to force it to fit into evidence of your ship will severely hinder your ability to discuss the actual text.
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