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big brother watching little brother dry hump him, annoyed out of his mind. he absolutely hates how little bro gets when he’s needy. he couldn’t be bothered to even care for him normally, let alone when he’s in one of his moods. little brother keeps clinging to him and whining though. interfering with almost every task big brother tries to do, pleading and begging for big brother to show him affection. big brother doesn’t know where he went wrong, he barely even likes his brother. why does little brother care for him so badly? eventually, big brother just gives up. he goes into little brother’s bedroom with him in tow (little brother isn’t allowed to even look at big brothers bedroom), and just lies down and flashes little brother his hole and instructs him to just take what he wants, and to finish fast so he can get back to doing something actually important. little brother crying as he obeys, knowing damn well his brothers getting no pleasure from him no matter how hard to tries. little brother lying on the bed after he’s finished, crying as big brother gets up and walks away to clean himself off with not a ounce of recognition to what little brother just did, completely apathetic to being used by his own brother.
"these dogs piss me off...."
you got them.
you neglected them.
you got one of them from an abusive home, as far as i know.
♰ screaming and writhing on the hallway floor while on your menstruation cycle (you're intersex and have endometriosis) because your dad needs to take his time in the bathroom. don't you understand, he has a sensitive stomach because regular water isn't tasty, and he can only drink soda. it's going to be about ten more minutes.
on the disabled genocide:
we need to talk about the recent article published by the times and why it's a big deal.
"why are young women using walking sticks?"
the article talks about the "sudden rise" in young people using canes and other mobility aids, how the author finds it strange, and how the conditions people are using these aids for are "actually nothing more than anxiety and unpleasant feelings that everyone experiences". particularly, it lists symptoms of a few different conditions (or just outright mentions the disorder by name), some of these being POTS, EDS, fibromyalgia, and ME.
the author claims young people are being driven into a state of "neuroticism and fear" by social media, and that if they'd only go outside more and "put the props down" they'd be fine and see that everyone feels these things and they can handle them on their own.
let me be very clear, this rhetoric does, has, and will continue to kill people.
this article will contribute to the genocide against disabled people. downplaying and ignoring symptoms WILL further disable or kill you.
from ages eight or nine forward, I was dislocating my joints multiple times a day. it wasn't causing pain for me yet, and it was seen as nothing more than flexibility. once I turned eleven the perpetual damage did begin to catch up to me and my joint instability was causing me severe pain, which was still okay to my parents and my doctors, because I was just flexible and maybe growing. it rapidly got more and more intolerable, and eventually I started asking for mobility aids, or to go to the doctor, or just to do anything at all to help myself. I was told again that I didnt need it, and that it was normal pain. it clearly wasn't, and if nobody else was going to look into i was. so I did, and after heavily researching eventually brought up that I thought I might have ehlers danlos syndrome. that didnt go well, and suddenly my pain now mattered even less, because i was only pretending for attention, and the internet was making me think disability was cool.
two or so years later I was diagnosed with Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, and a couple years after that I was diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome caused by the damage to my tissue from years of ignored, nearly hourly, dislocations. the exact thing this article is teaching people to do left me severely disabled and has left many others dead. and that is their intention.
quick personal thing I need to talk abt
tw abuse/neglect trauma
guess im in a weird mood today, tw SA, CSA, Abuse, Child Torture.
I always see survivors talk about how hard they tried to hide it, and it becomes almost a universal experience of being abused.
but I didnt hide it. I cried and screamed and told everyone and I BEGGED someone to save me. As young as 9 years old, I went to a teacher and told them what was happening. They didnt care and told my abuser what I said. but that didn't stop me. I never stopped asking for help. its just that no one gave a fuck.
and now i feel kinda... alone? because everyone rationalized everything and never told, but I was in a state of rationalizing some parts, but 95% of it i knew was wrong and begged for help. It feels so lonely. and it fills me with so much guilt cuz like, i continued letting it happen. I knew it was wrong, and I asked for help, but i still "allowed" it to happen. so what if i did like it, and everyone could tell and THATS why they didnt help.
idk man it sucks.
I mean, he did find unique ways to abuse us, ill give him that. nothing that left marks that couldnt be explained away.
sometimes when i "acted out" he would turn on multiple hot hair dryers on the highest setting and aim them at "sensetive" areas. and im not just talking genitelia, but anywhere on the body considered "sensetive"
other times, I dont even want to speak of.
anyway yeah i just feel like a lonely loser