have been learning more about disability justice / abolitionist frameworks for mental health care / community care / restorative justice, and the like. found this article and the first paragraph made me cry, so i thought i'd share for my fellow disabled trans babes <3
"The first time I saw Poison Ivy, I fell in love with her. She was sexy, smart, powerful. I don’t know if wanted to fuck her or if I wanted to be her. She was crazy, and I loved that, because I was crazy, too. She was a woman trespassing on the Mad scientist boy’s club, genetically engineering offspring (who needs men for reproduction?) and putting pressure on our human-centric worldview with her passion for plant-life. She was incredible.
But I didn’t get to play Ivy. I had to play Batman. And Batman punished Ivy for being a Mad queer femme. He played the role of the legal system, and the legal system punishes people like her, like me. The logic of the game was patriarchal, sanist, ableist. The game made me hurt us."
Mad/Crip Games and Play: An Intro by Adan Jerreat-Poole
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i feel insane i feel so insane. i feel so goddamn fucking insane. feels like my sisters won't allow me to even be civil to them anymore every interaction ends up with all 3 of them insulting me and when I tell them shit like "you're being mean" or "i don't think that criticism is coming from a place of love" they just try and justify themselves and insult me more. no one is on my side but I'm so so convinced that if an outside party came and observed what was happening they would see i'm being bullied. maybe i am insane. maybe there's a reason no one is on my side. i know i'm not perfect but goddamn. i love them so much and it feels like they hate me. i can say the world's most neutral statement ever and one of them'll have a snide and insulting comment about it and then everyone acts like i'm being unreasonable if i react. and again if i call them out and i say "you're being mean. do you not see what you're doing? you're being mean." they all just get excused bc apparently me having a hard time with filtering what i say and having debilitating executive dysfunction is "traumatizing" and their bullying is a trauma response. and they won't let me even fix my behavior bc if i say something that contradicts my past behavior they'll be like "oh so NOW u care about that. you don't actually care 🙄" can i do fucking anything. can i do fucking ANYTHING.
(through gritted teeth) my big sister's coming back from washington next week. next week she's coming back from washington. i think she'll be able to recognize what's happening, right? like if they do it in front of my parents then they'll probably do it in front of her too. but ofc my parents don't care. they are actively against my side in this.
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Six Sentence Sunday tagged by @swtorpadawan but didn’t have things typed up til now, so it’s Six Sentence Tuesday, and all I have is OWaP since that Eisza thing was a quick write/type/post fill. :D
[Jowan] picked at the bandages. “I am sorry I got you inv-”
“Oh, I’m not,” Trinne cut him off, squeezing his hand. “I’d rather die than be Tranquil. I’m pissed at the lying and keeping secrets from me parts, not the helping you escape a fate worse than death part. That I’d do again in a heartbeat.”
He shot her a grateful look. “What did I do to deserve a friend like you?”
She snorted. “Either something’ really great or really terrible depending on who you listen to.”
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