*gently Takes You Into My Arms*

able bodied neurodivergents thinking physically disabled people have it easy will never not be so frustrating to me. “but they wouldn’t treat someone in a WHEELCHAIR like this!!”

yes. yes they would.

hilarity is being yelled at by another neurodivergent person “imagine if someone treated you badly and dehumanized YOU for your spinal cord injury!!!!” but the exact situation they’re describing happened to me already like 15x

she’s got a dick like an icepick, and by the gods.

i’m in need of a lobotomy.

me, autistic, so horny I could explode: I miss rules and tasks

needed this today so im reblogging it in case someone else does too

Sometimes your worst fears are true. Sometimes you’ve annoyed a loved one. Sometimes you’ve even upset them or frustrated them.

But you know what? It doesn’t mean they’re done with you. It doesn’t mean they’re going to leave you.

It is normal to be annoying sometimes. It’s normal to not be perfect and to have off days. It’s normal for relationships to not be in perfect harmony all the time.

My point here is, yes, while sometimes they are true, it isn’t the end of everything. It’s actually quite normal. And you’re going to be okay.

ok so you support the disabled, disordered, and mentally ill. but are you normal when someone takes long to respond to you? or if they have a hard time listening to you? when someone has a hard time giving you their attention? or when their manners aren’t perfect? or when someone makes mistakes that may be obvious or simple to you? or when someone talks loudly or “causes a scene?” are you normal when people have to think really hard to explain things? or when they have a hard time putting their thoughts into words?

are you normal when people’s hair is unkempt or oily or visibly unbrushed? or when their face might be full of acne? or when they don’t have deodorant on for one reason or another? how about if their clothes are dirty? 

are you normal about disabled/disordered/mentally ill people when they make you a little uncomfortable?

I think it’s really unfair that I (a person who needs to feel loved all the time) am so incredibly hard to love.

taking a class on something you’re genuinely interested in as an autistic person FUCKS. i just hyperfixated really hard and accidentally did tomorrow’s work today

currently thinking about how the Tower of Babel actually happened. but it wasn’t a curse from a god, we didn’t do anything to earn it, it’s just a process that happened and continues to happen slowly and steadily across time.

the real Tower of Babel is the sharing of culture, of conversation and companionship. each connection made changes both sides just a little, until it becomes unclear whether there was any sides to begin with. our ways of speaking are composites of the expressions of everyone we’ve ever known and loved. to be known and loved is to be changed irrevocably, and to bring about change.

and i think that’s beautiful.

the japanese “-ne?” particle and the british slang term “innit” serve the same function

theres something about being disabled and needing to sit down constantly in public spaces that makes you notice how often benches are put up as tributes and memorials. and before i hit an age where i really started to need them as frequently i think i never fully understood the sentiment but now its become very endearing to me. a bit of relief and care for you in the name of someone who offered us the same… i dont think i had a point with this post but i hope everyone thats been memorialized as such knows how loved they were to become synonymous with respite even to total strangers