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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a family reunion, from fistfight to cigarette
up the wolves, the mountain goats // the elektra complex, joan tierney // all about love, bell hooks // on earth we're briefly gorgeous, ocean vuong // the wee free men, terry pratchett // you're gonna go far, noah kahan // brother of mine, jun miresa // wild geese, mary oliver // lost in my mind, the head and the heart
[image id: 9 screenshots of text on white backgrounds.
1: "[chorus] our mother has been absent ever since we founded rome / but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home"
2: "ORESTES: how could you recognize me after all these years? / ELEKTRA: what a stupid question. i was born knowing you."
3: "we can never go back. i know that now. we can go forward. we can find the love our hearts long for, but not until we go grief about the love we lost long ago, when we were little and had no voice to speak the heart's longing."
4: "you realize, at last, that you can change without disappearing, that all you had to do was wait until the storm passes over you and you find that--yes--your name is still attached to a living thing."
5: "he said it was better to belong where you don't belong than not to belong where you used to belong, remembering when you used to belong there."
6: "we ain't angry at you, love / you're the greatest thing we've lost / the birds will still sing / your folks will still fight / the boards will still creak / the leaves will still die"
7: "oh brother of mine, we're no longer alike / though you're still the same dear brother of mine"
8: "you do not have to walk on your knees / for a hundred miles in the desert repenting. / you only have to let the soft animal of your body / love what it loves. / tell me about despair, yours, and i will tell you mine. / meanwhile the world goes on."
9: "won't you tell me, my brother? / 'cause there are stars up above / we can start moving forward." /end ID]
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savior of halcyon
Summary: With Phineas taken by the Board, the crew starts to plan out how to break into Tartarus. But after a while, captain Ray realizes that to succeed, they need help from a faction who would really hate to see their face again due to a failed contract.
No warnings, this is a short little thing :3
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"I thought I told you to never enter my office again."
"Aren't you grumpy today. Don't worry, don't worry, holster your guns. I come in peace I swear. I would've brought a white flag but I wasn't really sure if Halcyon sees it as a give up sign or has some other meaning for it-"
Lilya took a deep breath and said, "I'll count to three and if you're not gone, my guards will get you out."
"No, no, no, wait! I have something to say," Ray said, but walked a bit closer to the door, hand ready to open it, "I have a guest who would love to see you, Lilya. But you must promise you will listen to her before you and your guards here take your guns out, okay?"
One of the guards rolled their eyes and asked loudly. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Some savior of the colony or something?"
"Well-"
"Quiet," Hagen said calmly and leaned back in her chair, "As a leader of a legally operating corporation, I guess I should have a peaceful meeting with stakeholders. Go on, show me who's this person who 'would love to see me'."
Ray nodded and opened the door properly. A woman in fully black outfit walked in. She was clearly afraid, but still held her head high and tried to look like she knows what she's doing.
Before Lilya could say anything, Ray said, "Lilya Hagen, this is Eva Chartrand. I am sure you are wondering why I-"
"We need your help with going against the Board," Chartrand said calmly. "The conspiracy you were after? The Board is behind it."
Lilya stood up, which Ray had never seen her do despite visiting her office so many times, and walked right in front of Chartrand. Ray held their breath as the Sublighr boss looked into the scientists eyes, while Chartrand stood still, not giving any kind of signs of panic. Ray wondered how many times has she stood like this in front of some Board managers. Eva clearly had some experience with standing up to people who are way more powerful than she is.
Lilya stared into Chartrand's eyes for a moment, before sitting back on her desk and taking out a cigarette. "Talk," she said while lighting it.
"The Board was interested to see if we could change human protein to-"
"Less science talk, more actual facts. Last warning."
"They wanted us to change humans so we could eat local ingredients better," Chartrand said, "It's all planned by the Board, and we even sent a message about it back to Earth."
Lilya looked at her for a moment. "What made the Captain decide to keep you alive?"
"They asked me to work for Phineas Welles. But I haven't seen him yet and-"
"Phin?" Hagen turned to Ray, "Is this related to those cystypig shipments I got him from Monarch?"
Ray flinched a little from her gaze. "Kinda, he was testing out a dimethyl sulfoxide compound to see if he can thaw out some of the people from the Hope. They are genetically very close to hu-"
"What did I say about science?"
"Ah, sorry, got a bit excited. Anyway, Phineas is exactly why we need your help. The Board got him and now we need to save him."
Lilya dumped her cigarette into the ashtray and stood up. "And you want me to...?"
Ray opened his mouth, but Eva answered first. "Help us break into Tartarus."
"Hm..."
"We could really, really use your help, Lilya," Ray began, "Groundbreaker and Monarch factions are already on board with this plan. Sublight is an extremely strong faction, you would definitely help us a lot. Together we can make sure that the Board would never do things like this again." He glanced at Chartrand and hoped that she wouldn't say that as a scientist nothing would stop her. "OH! And you could also add "savior of Halcyon" into your resume too, for real now. And Sublight would be, like, so popular because of it."
"I need to think about it. Await an answer in one to three business days."
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bc you were so kind as to present us w a snippet of your richmond job, i'll present some of mine! this is after roy joins the team and he scared keeley by accident
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“What happened?” asked Beard, still focused on his laptop.
“I’m a little offended that you didn’t even look up when I screamed like I was being murdered,” Keeley said, putting her hands on her hips indignantly.
“You scream like you’re being murdered a lot,” Beard replied. “What’s going on, though?” He closed his laptop, turned to face the door, and shrieked.
“Right, I’m tired of this,” Roy said, taking a step forward. “I’m Roy Kent, I don’t currently have plans to murder anyone here, and if you hit me with that lamp, I’ll fucking snap it in half with my forehead.”
Rebecca set the desk lamp back down.
“I will not be taken out by a fucking lamp,” Roy said to the room at large. “It’s undignified.”
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