Hi to all of you peeps :)
The new episode of my mental health & LGBTQIA+ Podcast has been created.
Topic: Fear of coming out and the chosen family concept.
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all the lgbtq+ Ticci Toby's
let's all agree that ticci Toby's hot in a matter of fact him having a sexuality or orientation, makes his character better we love your au's no matter what even if you're Toby is Aro Ace, we love him we love trans Toby lesbian Toby gay Toby pansexual Toby we love him or her or them.
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love and acceptance
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Your Jesus wasn't white. He was Middle Eastern. He was Jewish, Christianity didn't exist yet.
And he'd be quite disappointed in you. He taught love and acceptance, yet here (some) of you are, spewing hate towards minorities, making people kill themselves.
By the by, since he was apparently a virgin birth, he'd have only an "x" chromosome. And he was referred to as a "he" making him *gasp*
Trans
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Harry Styles: A Global Superstar
Introduction of Harry Styles
Harry Styles, the British heartthrob, is one of the world’s most popular and successful musicians today. He has sold over 100 million records worldwide and has won numerous awards, including a Grammy Award and a Brit Award. Styles is also a successful actor, having starred in the films Dunkirk and My Policeman. He is known for his stylish fashion sense and his…
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I know I'm a good person. I have a big heart. I will go to the ends of the earth and back for those I love. I am powerful. I am magical. I am worthy.
Someone will see that one day. I won't have to try and prove myself. I won't feel like I have to constantly change. Like I'm somehow not good enough. They'll see me as I am and accept all of me.
THAT'S love. That's the kind of connection our souls crave.
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Earth - air - fire - water. Spirit.
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whatever I'll post my addendum to it anyway
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My dad has a little gag he loves doing that involves me being trans (it’s fun- don’t worry).
So, my dead name is also the name of a food item (spelled different but sounds the same). We sometimes eat that food item- it’s a nice treat. His little joke is that he will only call that food “Dead Names”- which leads to hilarious instances of hearing my 70 year old father call out “Hey, I’m going to go grab some Dead Names while we’re here!” while he’s half way down the isle in the grocery store, or him coming home and saying “hey, I picked up a box of Dead Names while I was out! :)”
It just makes me so overwhelmingly happy that my old name is not something wrapped in grief. It doesn’t represent a loss. It is something we can smile about and remember even if it doesn’t fit me anymore.
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changing every “i should have known better” to “i know better now”. i will not judge past versions of me through the lens of who i am now.
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No matter how hard you try or how much you invest in a person or a relationship, it can be disheartening because, in the end, it often feels like people don't truly care. If they genuinely cared, they wouldn't push you into a situation where you have to give your all, yet they're unwilling to change or tell you to either accept things as they are or leave.
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There's an up-and-coming Tech Giant, called Fenton Works, and Batman is determined to prove that the company is a front for a villain.
Danny, after his parents turned from Ghost hunting to being the first official Ghost Anthropologists, decided to repurpose some of their weapons.
And, well, there was a contest being run by Wayne Enterprises; whoever can design a robot that will help the environment got prize money and a grant.
Danny, in all his mechanical engineering prowess, was bored. So he designed a thing. Repurposed the Fenton Guns into a cute robotic tortoise that would clean the beach.
It spiraled from there, and now Fenton Works is the leading name in green technology that's cleaning up the Earth bit by bit. Sea Dragon robots that clean oil and trash from the ocean; beach tortoises that clean the sand and beach and deposit their hoard of trash into designated receptacles that Danny uses as material to make more robots; Cryptid "stalker" robots with long legs that delicately patrol forests to perform "fuel management" and clear out the underbrush to help manage wildfires; moving gargoyle robots that sit on top of skyscrapers to help clean the air with huge sail-like wings, etc.
Basically, Danny pulls a Doctor Elisabet Sobeck, but with less world ending and more actually helping. (Not that the world ending was Elisabet's fault, of course, but different franchise)
And due to the number of times aliens try to attack and rogues send their own robots to attack people, naturally Danny installed self-defense protocols, along with one single golden rule written into the very OS of every single robot; Save Humans Whatever the Cost.
Problem is, Batman has never seen robots like this not be used for evil purposes, and he knows that their power source (a closely guarded Fenton Works secret) is some sort of liquid that glows green.
He really only knows of one liquid that glows green.
So he's determined to find everything he can about Fenton Works, because there's no way that Daniel Fenton isn't actually a villain in the making.
Danny's just thrilled for the chance to work with Wayne Enterprises.
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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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