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FOR WHEN YOU’RE NON-BINARY AND JUST REALLY FUCKING ANGRY
"I am no longer particularly nice when I’m confronted by impromptu judges."
When I was six, I was hospitalized with Rocky Mountain spotted fever. At the hospital, I was encouraged to get out of bed, get dressed and spend as much time as possible in the playroom. I brought magazines and books back to my room to read and played with other kids who were up and about on the pediatric floor. There was a girl in the next room with leukemia, and we made faces and waved to each other through our shared window. The fact that I was able to play didn’t mean I wasn’t sick enough to be hospitalized. It meant that regardless of my illness, I was a child with the same needs and wants as other children.
Yet, with adults, the same concept doesn’t seem to hold true. Whenever ill people do — well, anything — it’s taken as “proof” that we’re bluffing about our condition. Many of us are confronted by complete strangers on a regular basis when we go out in public, on everything from using parking placards to requesting ADA accommodation at events. We’re challenged more by people we know, who should really know better.
After I became ill, I decided to go to my favorite theme park one day. I didn’t do much; it was a very sedentary experience. I posted a photo of myself on one of the rides on Facebook with my germ mask on backward, slept for days to recover from my adventure, and didn’t think much of it. A few days later, my Mom called me about it. A “family friend” had seen the photo and was furious about it. She’d apparently complained to several people that if I was at a theme park, I was obviously well enough to be working and was pulling some sort of scam. It had gotten back to my mother.
I promptly unfriended and blocked the person, but their actions stayed with me. For most of the next year or so, whenever I posted a photo of myself doing anything fun, I looked over my shoulder. I always made a point of describing how sick I was and how I’d needed to rest, and how tired I was afterward. I felt the need to qualify what I was doing; to verify that I was still ill, and to remind everyone that there was more to the truth than what was visible in the photo. Someone’s ignorance and unkind judgments had made me feel guilty about enjoying my life to the best of my ability and upset my mom, and that was unconscionable. (Read more at link)
Reminds me also about how rich people will go apoplectic when they see a poor person with a iPhone. Nevermind payment plans, refurbished phones, or just plain saving up for a one time cost gadget, you can’t really be poor if you have a smartphone to some minds. Doesn’t matter that most people need Internet access just to apply for most jobs these days, smartphones are for people with money! It also ignores that electronics as a cost have not risen the way basic necessities like food and water have.
No different with sick people. We all have to look the like the perfect destitute or cripple. Otherwise, those with health and wealth and the power to reform social policy will refuse to even acknowledge our plight.
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Depression Denial
Me talking to myself in the morning: okay bitch, get the fuck up
Finding someone who thinks you’re interesting enough to talk to you every day, whether they’re a friend or a lover, is one of the best feelings ever.