Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
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So watching the newest Spy x Family, I see everyone squealing over Uncle Franky (don’t get me wrong I am too) but I also think his outsider’s perspective is kind of sad. When Anya is waiting for Yor and Loid to get home, the line he says there struck me.
“Hey, do you like your mom and dad?”
Like that’s a weird question to ask a young child who, hopefully, should love their parents. But Franky I think is acutely aware that they aren’t Anya’s real parents and the Forger family is fake. Franky has worked with Twilight for years, knows him very well and has presumably seen him make and drop identities like one would an article of clothes. We’ve even had Franky directly accusing Loid of being too clinical, focusing only the mission. I think Franky believes that once Operation Strix is completed, that he’ll leave and Anya and move on to the next assignment.
I think that idea has colored a lot of Franky’s interactions with Anya. Yes, he’s also a big kid and wants to run around and be silly. But I also believe he’s trying to give this girl a sense of happiness and family presumably before she’s dropped off at the nearest orphanage once her usefulness is outlived. Like we all know Loid is catching feels but he’s a Good Actor and it might not be readily apparent to his coworker. Idk it must be so sad for Franky to watch this little family interact, to sweep up a child so clearly desperate for love and family in a spy operation, only to realize it won’t last.
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regulus black headcanons because i love him <3
he never really eats in the mornings, only before quidditch matches (the times he didn't eat, they lost the match, so it's kind of a superstition at this point)
is the only one between barty, him, and even, who knows how to tie a tie
nursed a small crush on lily evans at some point but would die beford admitting it. the only one who knew about it was pandora, because she was the kind of person who knew how to pick up this kind of signs
has really neat handwriting, it's one of the things he gets praised for. no matter how quickly he jots down his ideas, his handwriting is really readable
he's a really, really quiet person. he has days where he can go on twenty words a day. he prefers quietness, which is why he hangs out with evan (who is louder and more sociable) the least out of his friend group
snape is his personal bootlicker, just in case. he knows regulus is powerful and influential, and he needs to get a taste of it
every time he "escapes" to the greenhouses "to check how the plants are doing" he gets high with peter. they had a small friendship over their school years that dissipated when peter graduated, and which turned into resentment when peter joined the death eaters
he has curly hair, but loose curls, not the tight ones. pandora loves running her hands through them, she says it's calming (it's also calming for regulus)
he has a haircare routine (that no one knows about besides barty, and he only knows because they share a dorm) and sleeps on silk pillowcases in order to keep his hair looking the way it does
he has chronic resting bitchface, and he smiles very rarely. does not know how to smile with teeth. he looks like he's grimacing whenever he tries to do it.
very polite and graceful; he swore once or twice in his life, and he only swears when he's extremely angry
really tall for a teenager
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