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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Nsfw Thinkin’ about lazy morning kisses….that turns into lazy making out….that turns into grinding against each other….that turns into….slow, soft, morning sex…..that turns into taking a warm shower together…….that turns into making breakfast together……stealing little kisses here ‘n there while cooking…..that turns into a half burnt breakfast, but it’s never tasted better :))
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tell us more about your chubby round face? Has it gotten softer with the weight gain? I always imagined you were a slim face with a chubby body
i’ve always had a rounder face (chubby cheeks fr) but. the double chin wasn’t as noticeable as it is now, the last 20lbs have rlly did me in 🫣 my diet is also admittedly not that healthy and contributes to my face getting a little puffy… but when im hydrated and eating well my face doesn’t look too chubby i think!!! however. i am biased bc i see myself every day lol
that also being said i LOVE how fat im getting all around idc if it shows in my face :)) ppl have remarked on how my face also gets rounder n chubbier while i eat sooo. i think its cute
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Will we find out what happened to Shadow’s eye, tail, and (I think) arm? This is probably a dumb question, but I’m SO intrigued!!!
[All in good time, but some behind-the-scenes stuff will have to do for the moment!]
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I just gotta let you know, seeing your art hit my dash gives me the biggest boost of serotonin. ❤️ I love your sketchy art style and the emotion you give to your work. It's such a treat to come on to ❤️
Hope you're doing well and taking breaks!
Aaawwwee!! Thank you so much! 🥹🥹 You're always so so supportive and sweet, which I appreciate greatly 🙌💙✨!! Little messages like that always inspire me to just keep going and doing what I love 😌
I am a very grateful gremlin <3 <3
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I want to keep up with the TMNT Au comp propaganda but its starting to make me not want to draw at all, so I probably won't be making too much more propaganda and will instead be focusing on finishing this Kid Leo Intermission. After that I will probably be taking a short break from comics because everything lately just feels too much and too difficult ;-; I still have so many extra comics I want to draw and I had a lot of propaganda ideas, but I just can't keep up with the pace of it right now and forcing myself to draw things that I don't want to is hurting more than helping.
TLDR: I'm gonna finish out the Kid Leo intermission here soon and then take a break and draw some other stuff for like a week before getting back into comic posting :)
I'll try and answer tmnt au comp asks and add on to previous propaganda if I can, but more than likely I'm just gonna be resting or drawing other stuff for a while
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It's Pride Month! How would Pep and the others celebrate?
(Happy Pride month!!!
We will get into how the others celebrate pride later, but this would technically be Pep's first pride, and he's still figuring that out!
(Spoiler alert: He'll be queer in some way, bc everyone here is, hehe)
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Before Deluca -- Lost in Paradise
The sight in question was simple enough. No, that is a lie, it was anything but. We approached the precipice of another world when we stepped out on deck. A world more vibrant than what lay behind us. Above it, around it—swishing ever so below it, ignored in the moment but remembered in the telling—were colors I’d not seen outside of dreams—atop a shadow too grand to exist.
An island, Sebastian said, and it was—surely, it was—but it was larger than any single island we’d come across not speared by progress and teeming with smoke and men. Its forest—of soft gray trunks and warm purple leaves—stood impossibly on cool blue grass, defiant of my study. Shifting and twisting, it appeared altogether too close and too far, keeping me ever-guessing for its size and shape—the lights blinking within.
Closer and closer we drifted—too quickly for how many sails were reefed—into familiar air. Not for scent or sight but something in it swooned with knowing, through the steady breeze guiding us to a glistening dock of sea-black stone.
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