#ableism implied

[its-me-ej]

[queerbauten]

Erotic love is not aimless pleasure-seeking. It's a longing for connection, for recognition, for wholeness; to traverse the lonely void that separates us from each other, to liberate repressed energy, to feel alive. Love is not 'the flesh'. It's not 'temptation'. It's nothing like the urge to punch someone in the face. It's nothing like being an alcoholic. It's not a craving. It's a yearning. The desire for reunion with our other half (Aristophanes).

"The Hunger" — Natalie Wynn

[villaincousland]

I see your "autistic people are capable of performing labor and performing it well if given the correct accommodations" and I raise you with "autistic people's worth or quality of life shouldn't be judged based on whether or not we're able to perform labor"

[bpdminds]

i like that people make it known that psychosis/personality disorders don't equal violence but mine cause a lot of violent thoughts and tendencies and it makes me feel invalid

Mental illness can cause violent intrusive thoughts, delusions, etc, and your mental illness is not “invalid” because you experience that. However, it’s also very important to ensure that violent thoughts never turn into violent behaviour! It’s common for people with mental illness to have violent intrusive thoughts as well as violent psychotic symptoms, but it’s also incredibly necessary for anyone, mental illness or not, to control their behaviour as they don’t end up being violent.

[bakuryo-blog1]

Me to my parents: Hey did you know that you can use ygo cards for cartomancy!!

My father: No. I don't care.

Me: That's not very nice, I never told you I didn't care about your mmorpg?

My mother: Stop being so aggressive to your father.

[grey-eyed-fangirl]

I fully understand how labels can be oppressive, insulting, and downright wrong. But the thing is, labels are only bad if they were given to us by someone else without our consent. If we internalize the nonsense that assholes say. Self-labeling though, that's important. Figuring out that there are words to describe myself saved me from thinking that I was a failure, that I was alone. I'm not "childish" or "prudish," I'm asexual. I'm not "quirky," I'm autistic. The words people labeled me with never fit right. They were always missing something, always too small for what I was feeling. My labels though, my labels fit.

[grey-eyed-fangirl]

I am Autism - Walkinredinstead Day 30

I am Autism - but not the way you think I am.

Autism Speaks says I stole your child, but they are wrong. Your child isn’t stolen. Your child isn’t trapped. There’s no ransom note.

Your child’s right here.

I am your child, and yes, I am Autism too.

Autism and I are the same, for without one, the other wouldn’t be.

Autism is me when I flap my hands. It’s me when I bite my fingers. Or twirl my hair. Autism is me remembering everything about penguins. And when I forgot what you just said. Autism is me when I get hyper-focused. And when I experience executive dysfunction.

Autism and I do everything together, because you can’t separate us.

I am Autism and I sing. I am Autism and I have friends. I am Autism and I can succeed.

Autism isn’t a trap. And I haven’t been stolen.

I’m autistic and I’m right here.

[toxicbolts]

it’s precisely the way i interact with ppl what makes me doubt myself and think about what and who i am. and. sometimes i want to ask ppl, about my neurodivergencies, about what they see in me, about what/who they think i am, bc when i think about it it’s just a huge “????” i just know i dont “work” the way i’m supposed to lmao