Tser's Hoard

fuckthedisabled:

Why I am crippled and not (dis)Abled, differently abled, or handicapable:

When you say that we are not disabled, when you say that we are “better than that”; that instead we are “handicapable”, simply “differently” abled, or when you haphazardly throw a parenthesis around an unsuspecting prefix, what you are really saying is that you are afraid. You are afraid of acknowledging the fact that someone can be disabled and still be human being, no more and no less than anyone else. You are afraid of our bodies; and try to lessen the blow by concealing them with normative labels.

When you say “See the Person, Not the Disability”; what you mean is: our bodies should be ignored and our experiences erased in order to make you more comfortable with our presence. What you mean is: Disabled bodies are offensive, macrabe, and they must be overlooked in order for the substance and the humanity of the person to be seen.

When you separate the person from the disability, you are erasing and denying a part of that person’s identity. People are not their disability, but their disability is a part of them, and you shouldn’t have to erase it, ignore, or see past it, in order to accept them.

mygenderadventure:

Being pansexual does not mean you’re “attracted to personality, not gender.” It doesn’t mean you “love the person for who they are”. And it doesn’t mean that you have no preference, same as being bi doesn’t mean you do.

If you aren’t romantically attracted to people? That’s fine! It doesn’t mean you’re not pansexual.

If you’re not shallow? Fantastic! That doesn’t make you pansexual!

So many of these things are full of so much elitist bullshit it drives me insane. I identify as pansexual: it means I can be attracted to people of any gender and sexual identity. It DOES NOT MEAN that I don’t have preferences, it doesn’t mean that I “love for personality, not appearance.”

As well, so many people seem to think that ONLY pansexual people will date transgender people, as in those who have or are planning to transition. This actually others them as something “other”. It almost says that, since pansexuals date/fuck “men, women, ftms, mtfs, genderqueers…”, that trans guys and trans girls are something other than men and woman, that they are some other thing that ONLY PANSEXUALS WILL DATE.

Theres also the whole bi vs pan debate. You know what? Neither is better than the other. Some prefer pan because it deletes the binary, but not everyone who identifies as bi sees gender as something binary. My boyfriend identifies as bi because he is attracted to penises and vaginas, in whatever form they appear.

Point is, identifying as pan does not make you a better person. It really bothers me when people seem to think that it’s just to say you’re not shallow.
Being not shallow is called being not shallow; you can still be pansexual, and be shallow, and that’s okay!

And, although it tends to be lumped together, we do have to separate sexual attraction and romantic attraction. Some are pansexual, but homoromantic, for example. Some people are pansexual and aromantic!

I also see an alarming amount of people who say they are pan redefining other sexual orientations. Not cool! Mostly when it comes to pan vs. bi. I’ve seen many people who identify as pan telling bisexuals that their orientation is oppressive and cissexist. This couldn’t be further from the truth, and in many cases some people just prefer the word “bisexual”. Some would just rather not explain what “pansexual” means, and that’s okay too! It’s not our job to educate people.

… This was longer than I meant to be. Oh well, I’ve been meaning to rant about this for awhile. I apologise if it’s a bit incoherent, it’s 2:30am ha. Definitely feel free to hit up my ask box to discuss!

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disabledtalk:

secretsofthedisabled:

disabledtalk:

While the quality isn’t great, this PBS documentary about social anxiety is actually very informative. There are not many information pieces on SA, but I hope this piece at the very least gives some of you out there proof that others understand what situation you are in.

If you’re looking for some support groups:

http://www.freedomfromfear.org/

http://www.mind.org.uk/ - charity for people living in England and Wales

http://www.sociallypositive.com/ - A Social Anxiety focused website with lots of information and techniques to overcome Social Phobia

http://www.socialanxiety.co.uk/ support website for sufferers

http://www.sawest.org./ support group for bristol, bath or the west in England. Also information for other sufferers too

I really like this blog. The video? Not so much. (I know this is old but I finally got around to watching it, so.) I was triggered as hell, so forgive the anger. I tend to use it as a shield for these things.

Note: It’s perfectly fine to get help if you want/need it. The vid just made it seem like you HAD to get help- among other things- and that’s what I’m specifically ranting about.

All of the above things happened in the vid. That’s not counting the casual sexism and binary fail.

There was the assumption that behaviours exhibited by the socially anxious are somehow inherently bad. And that instead of making us feel comfortable to be there, we should either be drugged or you should convince us our feelings are invalid/over the top and should be corrected.

That girl? She seemed to be having fun. What’s wrong with her whispering to her friend instead of talking?

The guy around the 38 minute mark- James I think? Bravest fucking guy I know. He repeatedly stood up to that damn therapist, saying, “I wanna call it desperation. It seems/seemed like desperation to me.” What did the therapist do? Shut him down. Tell him that if he didn’t conform, he wouldn’t be safe.

I believe in cognitive behaviour therapy. But that? Wasn’t it. They didn’t make him feel safe. They didn’t let him know that it was okay to be him. They made him realize that he wasn’t behaving properly. That if he wanted to survive in this world, he was gonna conform.

‘Informative’ or not, this bullshit is part of the reason I’m convinced there’s something seriously wrong with me. Because documentaries like this and the people that agree with them keep reminding me how I should be normal. How hating social interaction is a horrible thing. How if I don’t conform, I’ll be crushed under the weight of your judgement. GUESS WHAT? MY SOCIAL ANXIETY IS BEING PERPETUATED BY THIS SHIT. Whoops.

ETA: Added “/want” to the note above.

Reblogged for commentary.  I’m not the mod who published this, who has social anxiety herself, so I can’t respond to this but thank you for writing it.  

For the commentary. This is so right on.