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Jacob and Ember
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That Inscrutable Face by M.L.W. Long
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“Don't think about the past and don't relate to anything about it, because if it was good it would still be with you now.”
-ej
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“If I can’t love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend.”
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I was out of words. I felt miserable. The more I felt miserable, the more I urged to overflow from myself through words I fail to put in order and the tears I cried out. The distance in the void was getting further, the smoke was getting heavier. I was, and still am, out of vision.
Then, I heard this song. I listened to it. I wanted to hold on to its words, her voice. She sounds like a flower petal appeared on a sealed road. At that time, she sounded like what I could become at most: wounded yet hopeful. Humming to this in the void, hoping you to hear this. This is all I can do now. To send my love from a distance and to believe that we [all] share a love from a distance. This feels comforting right now.
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Slowing but surely, I am getting over you. Thinking back, I don’t think I deserved you as much as you didn’t deserve me. Even if I badly wanted us to end up together. I can’t give you what I don’t have. Now, I think that was ok. You weren’t ready for me and deep inside I wasn’t for you either.
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here we r again.. we didnt even fight its just i kept being blind of how u rlly are, who u became, what u wanted. yes i told myself i was the monster, it was really u..? but y- ofc u never would answer but to wish those evil thoughts u repressed in ur mind onto me? it finally let me see YOU but not who i wanted or thought u were to me. its like i missed what i thought was better for me when i got lonely and now i know what real. i cant say im sorry because i already have for what i knew was wrong, im only sorry for allowing myself be weakened & vulnerable to u when all u wanted was a downfall for me. i was never pretty to you, my body was- i was never sweet to you, i tasted sweet- i was never your #1 girl in the world, every girl that was your type was- now that story is only written on paper to be crumbled up & burnt to crisp for the ashes to blow into the city.
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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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Call me selfish, but I wanted everything of yours to be mine
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🗝🧸🧺
something beautiful is happening...
what is it?
he’s breathing.
🗝🧸🧺
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oh buddy you gotta see this bat
this is the Pallid Bat, they are intensely photogenic, i hope you enjoy their dainty little smiles!
FRIEND
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and i promise you, you'll get over it. maybe not today, tomorrow, maybe not even months from now. healing takes time and patience but its all worth it in the end.
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I’d invite machete and vasco to my animal crossing village
They're a package deal, you have to take them both.
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I'VE GOT THE VOICES OF MANY IN MY THROAT
THE TEETH OF A FROG AND THE TAIL OF A GOAT
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