I love being a women, I love calling myself a women, I love my feminity and seeing the world through the perspective of a girl, I love my radical feminism as a women and the unique experience that gives me. I love taking back my sexualization and seeing myself as beautiful as myself, in every way.
I love being a man, I love seeing the world in a new way and being excepted by male friend groups and validated, I love being masculine and strong well wearing traditionally feminine clothing, I love being able to use the masculinity that has hurt so many as a positive thing to help the world grow.
I love being non-binary, the beauty of the complexness, I can be whatever I want under the name and I can be silly about it. I can call myself gay for liking anyone, I can confuse people who hate my joy. I love to watch other queer people be filled with joy when we meet in public, both under the non-binary umbrella, joined in solidarity.
I love being genderqueer, being everything and nothing at once, calling myself what I am even if you see it as contradictory, I love not having to explain myself and just being queer. I love finding my name in every time I hear another person realize they can just call themselves queer.
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generally speaking when it comes to mental and physical health, if you're asked "do you struggle with this" and your answer is "no, Because I Have A System," then your answer is actually yes
if one more person tells me I'm stable when on abilify I haven't cried or felt excitement in MONTHS I'm gonna snap shut UP
able bodied people will decide you’re not disabled over *checks notes* the shoes you wear
Respect psychotic folk!!!
respect psychotic folk by not assuming they're automatically dangerous or hostile.
respect psychotic folk by not feeding into and/or confirming their delusions/hallucinations.
respect psychotic folk by not calling strangers "delusional" when they disagree with you.
respect psychotic folk by not pseudo-diagnosing criminals as psychotic with barely any evidence.
respect psychotic folk by not interacting with "schizoposting" posted by non-schizo specs.
respect psychotic folk by not showing them potentially paranoia-triggering memes.
respect psychotic folk by not interacting with memes that make fun of the psychotic experience.
maybe i’m just projecting but i think there’s an inherent loneliness in living with a severe mental illness that makes you feel permanently estranged from others and long for the kind of connection where you feel completely understood and accepted, all while knowing other people have their own stuff to deal with or are just not equipped to ride out the worst of the illness with you. this leads to downplaying and/or hiding your symptoms as best you can, which takes even more of a psychological toll on you. this leads to not feeling loved as a complete person, and maybe not recognizing that love when it is present, or always fearing the day people have had enough and leave. even more so if this has already happened to you. it’s so exhausting and sad
"I know someone else with this disorder and they're nothing like you!!!"
Maybe that's because we're entirely separate fucking people who have lead different lives, are at different points in our life, and literally have different brains, not because I don't actually have the disorder.
the goofiest thing about people who defend forced hospitalization is that they act like that’s the only option. they’ll look at you with a straight face and act like the only health care options in the world are to either imprisonment via police escort or let people just die in the street. what about outpatient care? having someone check in daily? support groups? online networks? actually making any attempt to relieve any of the immediate pressures that are causing the problem? doing inpatient psych but making it actually voluntary, which means you get to have your stuff, you get to talk to your friends and family, you check your own self out of you feel like it? like why don’t you try treating mentally ill people like noncriminals and see where the fuck that gets you, you know?