Having an emotional breakdown and crying in your partners' arms because you're terrified of losing your mind, and losing the ability to do the things you're no longer too suicidal/apathetic to do (like graduate, get your dream career, build a home), because of the negative symptoms of psychosis/the unknown schizo-spec disorder you likely have
He’s disgusting on every level. Pure unadulterated narcissism. He doesn’t have a grasp of any social norms and sees everything as a celebration of himself. He probably thinks this makes up for the loss of a child.
if you think that disabled people who arent contributing anything to society are leeches then you are Ableist. Disabled people who arent able to contribute much, or anything to an already fucked up society are worth it and are amazing.
Disabled people with higher support needs are told constantly about everything wrong with them instead of being told about everything thats right with them. How about instead of constantly tearing disabled people down, you instead love them because they’re HUMAN.
I see time and time again. “Go outside and do something. Everyone can do SOMETHING.” What if they cant? WHAT. IF. THEY. CANT? Then what? They arent worth any less. They arent moochers, or leeches, or anything like that. They are disabled. Stop being ableist, take disabled people into account with your language because your privilege shows.
I bring a sort of "Randy Valentine Jade is a queer homeless sex worker with mental illness and brain damage and this intrinsically impacts his character" vibe to the character interpretation that the Dialtown fandom doesn't really like
If you experience guilt about how you responded during a traumatic event, remember that during a trauma but your logical brain shuts down and your survival brain makes a split second decision to either fight, flee, freeze, or fawn (befriend the threat) you did not get to choose, your survival brain did and you made it out alive which means it made a damn good choice.
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.
Now we see Lakan's past. He suffers from Prosopagnosia, a cognitive disorder that does not allow him to distinguish faces. Since he was the eldest son, he was the heir of the family; however, his father thought he would be useless
Just had my first session for OCD. Well, it wasn't a session more of an introduction to what therapy is like and assessment. I feel like I can finally breathe now, and it almost feels like I'm starting to see it a bit more like a condition I have than everything being my fault. I struggle really hard sometimes with knowing what's real and what isn't, so this has added a little to my perception level. If anyone else has ocd and just wants a safe space to talk/connect. My dms are always open. If anyone has any tips to dealing with intrusive thoughts, please comment or share with people who do. Repost this if you like.
Maybe I'll write a diary about my progress and therapy sessions.
Hold on I just had a thought about mad liberation and how specifically the imperial core carcelizes madness. This is highly shaped by specifically the work of Walela Nehanda, Riot Diaz, readings of "Sick of It" a disability justice and prison abolition zine, Lacey Weekes, along with learning I've done from my friend who I will name M until I get his permission to post his name.
I think western medicine as a societietal institution tries to medicalize, stigmatize, and remove divergence in cognitive function and unreality and erase the autonomy and realities of those of us who just happen to experience this. It's also a core example of why a narrow worldview of acceptable mind types limits human greatness, variance, and collective strength. It is a threat to have people look at anything in any way outside a very specific norm because if we look hard enough we can see society and it's pieces of acceptability, adherence to the norm, and complacency as they truly are. A prison of individualist making.